As backstory to these first couple - I ran into some construction (in summertime - shocking!!), but decided I didn't want to follow the marked detour. I have a GPS, so I can just follow my nose (with its added guidance) and get where I'm going. Well, that was fine and dandy until the only available road had the following sign:
Now, I've been on worse roads, and I've been on better roads. But this was little more than an area that didn't have any grass growing on it:
(Yes, one of those sets of tracks are MY tire tracks).
A short time later, I spied these guys hanging out at the side of the road. Who's checking who out?
This last one for this series will date me. However, I remember traveling quite a lot as a kid as my parents both liked to vacation away from home, and we didn't always take the "beaten path", which is probably - in part - why I happened to be in this place. In those days, the railroad and electrical line right-of-ways often paralleled each other. While this picture doesn't really do it justice, this was one of the most intact examples of that which I have seen in a long time:
The basic crossbuck-style sign, the poles complete with glass insulators and line still strung, and the warm summer breeze just took me back to those trips.
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