Sunday, October 01, 2006
Green Mountains
Taking a drive, sometimes it pays to go out of your way to see something. I got a bit concerned when Route 65 was no longer a paved road, yet I continued. My son kept his thoughts to himself, but I could tell that he thought this was a folly. Soon we rounded a corner and we found what we were looking for.
We watched for a while as cars, trucks and motorcycles cross the bridge. It was a sight that I still have trouble comprehending. I was not brave enough to take the car across. Call me chicken, but it was my husband’s car and in some spots the water was about five inches deep and it was slippery. The motorcycles had to be careful when crossing.
A brave soul
Seeing this helped my son open up. We started talking more and connecting.
