
Elizabeth in front of the Callaway Store
and the view in front of her.
and the view in front of her.

We had our lunch outside of the Callaway Country store. A group of riders from the military base, I believe, arrived there right after us for lunch - as seen behind me. We saw lots of bike out this day.


This has become the standard stop. Elizabeth and I had the overlook all to our self today and we relaxed with a cup of coffee. I wish I could do justice to this time in writing, but I can't. There are those perfect moments of contentment and this was one of them. My wife, the natural beauty of the mountains, the coffee and the perfect weather. We had a wonderful ride in the morning and another to look forward to when it was time to move on.


I always liked pictures of the road and now I know why.
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