I will go back 7/8 with Mr. Bob to re-check O2 tolerance and simply to go. I like the ride, especially road 80 - it winds and winds and climbs and climbs. And there were several mysterious gravel roads crossing the parkway - reminding me of the path Bob and I were on in his Big Guy. The path was supposed to cross the Parkway, but it became a creek and disappeared. We could hear the cars overhead on the Parkway. The GPS said we were nowhere.
I encountered a fair number of solitary old men. Several were driving Mustangs; one was in a Corvette. One was driving a dirty white Subaru WRX. Some were riding motorcycles. We gathered at separate tables in the restaurant looking out at the mountains. That will be the trick won't it? I had Blackberry Cobbler for lunch.
PS (7/5/13) - Added another picture - trees in the front - mountain in the background.
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