In keeping with our goal to ride all the trails in metro-Atlanta, Joan and I struck out for the Arabia Mountain Trail (or something like that). It’s near Panola Road, Panola Mountain, and Arabia Mountain. Here’s a map and our path (in red).
It was to be a 10-mile out-and-back ride (five miles each way), but a wrong turn changed the ride into 12.52 miles. The green and red dots show our beginning and end points—an elementary school at one of the trail heads.
Defying gravity
It was a course full of steep hills, hairpin turns, and leaf-covered trails. Here’s Joan cresting a steep hill and proving that she can maintain her balance at under one mile-per-hour.
Please don’t bother our facility
On the way back, I saw several of these signs along a barbed-wire fence. What is this all about? A secret government project? A private club for the very, very wealthy? An experimental farm producing experimental food?
The answer!
I think this next sign, all by itself, would be enough to keep people out.
But I keep wondering how someone could tamper with sludge.
Another sign, not on the bicycle ride
I can think of two possible misspelled words. Can you?
If you try this Website and click on the blue arrows, you can hear several ways to pronounce phlegm (or maybe flim).
http://www.forvo.com/word/phlegm/
On that raspy note, I’ll quit.
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