![]() ![]() It was a nondescript kind of place, but there was a fair number of cars in the lot, so I decided to take a chance. As luck would have it, I opted to make a U-turn into Bubba Jax Crab Shack. A sign promised at DQ in Valdosta, but I couldn’t spot it. For some reason, I had a hankering for Dairy Queen’s chicken strips with white gravy and a Blizzard for desert. While I wouldn’t mind some kind of out-of-this-world General Sherman coming down to devour Atlanta, that was simply not happening here. I had a few frames with dark tops a couple of days ago, and the gremlin struck again here. I think all the cold weather may have caused the lube in the camera mirror mechanism to stiffen up. I hadn’t planned to take another photo of a traffic jam in my favorite city, but we were stopped and the skyline was interesting. A helpful women at the checkout counter put the screw back in for me since I couldn’t see to do it.Īll of this piddling around put me into Atlanta at rush hour. Fortunately, there was a CVS drugstore next door where I could buy a replacement screw. Just as I was switching from my eating glasses to my seeing glasses to pay the bill, the left side of the frame came apart and dropped my lens on the carpet. A woman in a nearby business recommended an Italian joint just down the road. I hoped to get an Oink Moo Burger at Dave’s Modern Tavern, but it wasn’t open. I don’t know how an empty 18-wheeler could have handled it. It was hard enough to stay on the road in my Odyssey van. By the time I got to Monteagle Pass, the rain had turned into a monsoon and the winds were threatening to blow me across two lanes of traffic. I left Cape in snow flurries, and woke up in Manchester, Tenn., to rain. ![]() I posted a photo when Friend Jan made me turn around to get the bridge and the moon in a picture the night we pulled into Cape. This is an appropriate bookend to the trip. Either my arm is getting longer or Mother and I are shrinking in our old age, which makes it possible to get us both in the photo. I think I’m getting better at these photos. No departure would be complete without taking a final photo before backing out of the driveway. I had to pull out of Cape on March 4 in order to make it back to West Palm Beach by March 6. ![]()
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