Lynchburg, VA -- As we came to the end of our travel day today, we could see distant blue mountain tops on the horizon, and the highway resembled the ups and downs of a fairground roller coaster. The peaceful country roads were nevertheless a pleasant contrast to the tangle of highways that ringed the city of Richmond at the start of the day.
With 20-20 hindsight, we might have accepted the brief intensity of interstate highway travel for the beginning of the trip just to get around Richmond. (We decided to 'do' Richmond at some later date, as our time grows short before we need to be home.) But in my determination to use only non-interstate routes, we instead stuck with Highway 60. I could see it going in to Richmond and coming out on the other side, so I figured we should be able to get through the city OK. And, in fact, we did, but not without a couple of U-turns and hasty recalculations that, shall we say, added to our adventures.
Once the city was in our rear view mirror, we engaged the GPS lady to take over, since she was most likely to work out the route along Highway 60 as we wanted, given that it was the most direct route from that point on. It was also a very picturesque one, passing through tall forests and past rolling fields splashed with colourful wildflowers, as well as through little towns and villages.
It was another very warm day -- reaching the mid-eighties -- but there was some cloud cover that attenuated things somewhat, not to mention the RV's air conditioning system.
When we reached our campground, great puffy clouds had started forming, some of them with iron-grey bases, and as we got settled, great rumbles of thunder warned of weather to come. Fortunately the storm broke once we were well in place, so we turned on the A/C and relaxed.
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