The everyday kindness of the back roads more than makes up for the acts of greed in the headlines.
American journalist, Charles Kuralt, was born on this day in 1934 (died 1997)
I’m old enough to remember when we sat at home and watched the evening news. So, I can remember the segments of “On the Road” with Charles Kuralt. Kuralt traveled the country in a motor home for some twenty-five years, visiting the towns and sites that you wouldn’t see by traveling the interstate.
I’ve never wanted to do the same. I mean, at least not in a motor home, or what we’d call and RV.
Still, I’ve come to enjoy getting out on the back roads and wish I could do more of it.
I used to have a job that had me flying around the country two or three times a month. Those days are long gone.
These days, I sometimes get to travel the back roads with the day job. I got to do that recently with a trip to Luray, Virginia. It made me want to do more of the driving through the winding roads through the mountains. It made me want to spend more time walking through the old towns with quaint shops and restaurants.
I had the chance to have a meeting and lunch at Gatheering Grounds in Luray. A charming coffee shop/cafe in an old store front.
I need to do more of that. In m free time.
Luray is, of course, known for the Luray Caverns which have underground walkways, and the Great Stalacpipe Organ. I didn’t visit the caverns on this trip, but may have to the next time.
Granted, it was the day job that took me there, but I look forward to the time when perhaps the day job can be traveling around to these charming little towns. There’s much to be said about getting off the commercialized, well trodden path.
I don’t get to do it often enough. But, when I do, I’ll write about it here.