This is the road the drovers would have followed before the coming of the railroad.
When we moved to Madison County in '75, this narrow, winding road was the only way in.
On one side the river, on the other, rocky cliffs...When the 'new road' was built about twenty-five years ago, the river road was deserted except for cyclists and folks who liked to take their time.
Sunday afternoon around five. The sun was low and the light was lovely.
I must have stopped six or seven times to catch the sparkle of sun on the water.
I even took one picture through a chain link fence that was too high to reach over.
A lonely barn on a hill above the river...
Lovely, long afternoon shadows . . .
Dark trunks against bright water and bright leaves against dark trunks . . .
The beautiful French Broad River like a sheet of beaten silver . . .
And leaves like golden coins.
A perfect day for a Sunday drive. . .