During the first day or two of this trip, I had thought that this might
be the best day, weather wise, of them all. But Saturday night reports
predicted otherwise. Storms were moving eastward and it looked like rain
was almost certainly on today's schedule. And it was rain that appeared,
in TV radar's most threatening shade of red, as a blob covering our
entire route. That made it an even easier decision to forget any idea of
back road exploration and travel I-65 to Louisville behind Ray and Karen.
There wouldn't be much we could do if the tire failed on the way but at
least we would be there. We photographed some other budget motels in this
tourist town no longer in it prime and headed for a rendezvous near the
expressway.
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When we first drove down 31W on Friday, Chris had seen a spot where a red
dogwood tree had been planted so close to a white one that, together,
they gave the illusion of a single, half red and half white, tree. I had
missed it and neither of us could find it on a subsequent trip that
covered both directions. We found this one along SR 70 and offer it as a
substitute. It is also the last picture of the trip. Fortune smiled on us
again and we saw only a couple of short stretches of decidedly light
rain. The sky was far from clear and we could sometimes see rain falling
in the distance but almost none fell on us. Still, we kept to the
interstate and we all know how photogenic the typical interstate is.
There was an unwarranted scare when Ray was unable to avoid running
over a piece of truck tire tread and we saw bits of black rubber coming
from the yellow Z06. But we quickly realized what had actually happened
and both the piece of tire and the scare were soon behind us. We paused
briefly, in a parking lot near the Louisville airport, to say goodbye to
Ray and Karen then, Chris and I returned to I-65 and headed on home. We
continued on the expressway and the rain continued to do little more than
threaten.
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