It was beautiful. Driving there the leaves would always be in fall fashion and you could buy real apple cider, not pasteurized, and a very large assortment of apples. Blue grass music, freshly made pork rinds and Brunswick stew. But unlike here in Louisiana, there was no alcohol. You can’t have a festival in Southeast La. without beer.
Now we used to go driving through the mountains in fall, mainly because Sheila having grown up in Louisiana never really saw mountains and she loved the changing of the leaves.She had never really been in snow for that matter, and her first driving experience in it, was her last. She said she was doing 360’s down the highway. Thankfully that was all she did. After that though if there was any snow, or snow forecast I had to drive her to wherever she needed to go, be it work or the store.