What are you lookin' at, Hon?
Did you know that you aren't supposed to park on a dam? It's a homeland security thing, or so the nice man in the white pickup (with brown lettering on the side) told us. I get in a couple of shots, but I'm not daring enough to take his picture. Besides no fines, tickets, or cavity searches appear to be forth coming, so why press our luck. We are violating national security and all, and the nice man is being, well nice!
My partner in crime.
We park at the end of the dam (as instructed) to get our gratuitous bike pics and glam shots. Then off we go.
Quartzville road is awesome. It's a blast to ride, and it has stunning scenery. This could be a deadly combination. The eyes want to stray to the view...the one with a drop off...don't go where your lookin'. We didn't take many photos. I didn't want to stop. Some rides are meant to be ridden, not interupted with photo ops.
Another glam shot of the suzi and Quartzville creek.
More gratuitous scenery
Since we have the tripod we pose for a self-portrait.
"Did it take the picture yet?"
"Just keep smiling!"