We drove with no purpose other than to enjoy a balmy December day in a topless JEEP.
At some point, we went searching for a tiny cemetery, and then a whim directed turn put us onto our first canopy road of the day.
After that road, we now had a goal.
Find canopied roads ... and ride em.
|Ours are more rustic and unpaved than the paved roads of Leon.|
|There's hidden treasures all along the way on these canopy roads, like this old house being reclaimed by the land.|
|On the left side of this doorway, the way the shiplap siding didn't reach quite far enough, requiring a lot of cutting of small pieces to make it right ... I can so relate to this carpenter of long ago.|
|Every time I see a really small house, whether it's abandoned like this one or still being used, I wonder about the floorplan.|
How are things laid out I wonder?
|Some people like dark meat, some like white.|
I like it all.
|There were some half-canopy wannabee roads ... we rode them too.|
|We may never know ... some roads just shouldn't be traveled...even in a JEEP.|