And so reluctantly.....very reluctantly....I veered my car off I-81 down past the Bristol Speedway--which mercifully wasn't having a big NASCAR race at the time---and headed towards Elizabethtown.
A tough detour, but somebody had to do it!
For the next two days I listened to the delicious sounds of water rushing around my waders. And any day of fishing---even a mediocre one---is better than the alternative.
So now, YES, I'm finally home doing laundry and trying to catch up with myself after two weeks on the road seeing children, grandchildren, friends and even strangers along the way. But I have to say the last few days were great fun too balance off big city hustle and bustle. Whew!
See, wasn't that a good reason to be gone from blogdom for a while?
2 comments:
That is beautiful country near the Tri-State area. We used to visit a friend near Wise, Virginia. With the terrain we had to joke about all the residents have one leg shorter just to stand up straight. Good for you playing hooky!
I play good hooky, mRed! Thanks for being such a great bad influence on me!!
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