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        Above:  Tour  Leader  Russ  Welty  brought  his  10-year-old  grandson  Clayton  Haralson   to  act  as  his
        navigator.  Clayton enjoyed the ride so much he asked to keep the direction sheet as a souvenier.  This is
        the way to get young people  started on the dangerous path of car culture fandom.
                                                                                                                           Above:  That's  what  we're  talking  about.  The  cool  view   from  Rodger  Mclean's windows  -down   MG (  It   has  air
       Although  we  may  have  been  laissez-faire  about  the  waved  as  we  passed  by.  More  than  one  of  the      conditioning but he admits he's  a little afraid to use when it gets really hot. ) made you forget that  it was still in the
       meeting point, there was no  fooling around about the  classic cars received approving thumbs up  signs             upper 90s out there  in the sunshine, even at 5 pm.  The group maintained a respectful distance so everyone could
       departure  time.  Promptly  at  five,  with  the  sun  still  from drivers in big trucks that waited courteously,   enjoy the turns without having to white knuckle it  because of a car too close behind. Not seen in this photo would
       showing no signs of surrendering the field,  tops down  until we had passed by, to enter the road.                  be Stuart Naylor's zippy MG (below) , top down and British Green, blending in with the wooded landscape.
       on several of the LBCs, including the leader's, we lined
                                                                  There  were  some  scary  bits,  for  anyone  who
       up and headed out for a rare evening drive.
                                                                  actually lives in the  country  and knows that any
       Russ  Welty,  our  club  VEEP,   hit  it  out  of  the  park.   He  minute  a cow might appear in the center of the
       constructed  a route  where there  were  almost no  stop  road,  or  a  child  could  chase  a  ball  out  onto  a
       signs, a minimum of left turns across traffic, and soon  sleepy   country  road  accelerating  down  a  blind
       had us passing through deep, dappled shade, on some  driveway path and run right into oncoming traffic.
       of  the  prettiest  back  roads  ,  hidden  gems  that  have   Posted deer and cow crossing signs reminded us
       escaped the push to build on every square inch of land  to be on the look - out, and fortunately we sailed
       that is becoming  the  reality in middle Tennessee.        by unimpeded with no  unwelcomed distractions.

       The drive itself was safe but energetic, marked by little  It   was  the  beauty  of  the  countryside  itself  that
       twisties  and  turnings.   Sometimes  in  the  distance  you  was the principal draw. The shade and the canopy
       could see the front of the line appearing to come back  that arched over the  roads was  deep and for the
       to  you.   We  passed  by  mossy  green  creeks,  by  a  first  time  in  weeks  it  was  actually  possible  to
       beautiful covered bridge, by cows standing in the shade  make yourself believe that you felt cool.
       of  old  trees  and  horses  at  the  fences  absentmindedly
                                                                  Believing is feeling.
       swishing the flies away .  People on their lawnmowers
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