One of the things I miss most about my journalism days is time on the road. Just the act of moving from one story location to another was interesting to me, seeing new things, watching how my community was evolving.
It’s one of the things I love about road rallies as well – seeing new stuff, finding a surprise around the corner or over the crest. Sunday mornings, early, while the family sleeps and wakes, I’ve decided to start logging some miles. My wife laughs at me when I say I want to, “go look at some roads.” (My older friends just nod knowingly, and then look away.)
Yesterday I put some time in behind the wheel, wandering some interesting squiggles on my map. The early course was a bit disappointing, to be honest. But then it started to improve a bit and, eventually, I found a nice complex of roads over in Oglethorpe County near some quarries. Which even lead to a little surprise, making the day worthwhile …
I have no idea what the judging is based on, but if I ever decide to go into quarrying it’ll have to be at a place that’s been named quarry of the month at least once.