Rode a few more miles, then doubled back and found a nice spot to eat my sandwich (shaken, not stirred). I'm sure someone who's carried a sandwich around in a tailbag on a TW offroad can commiserate. Anyway, rode up a rather rough hill and found a nice vantage point and a big stump to sit on.
It's hard to get an idea of the perspective and size of the parcel of land you can see in this photo, but let's say when you're standing where I was, looking down at all of it, you feel pretty damned small.
After pondering for a while (and finishing my sandwich), I wandered on again, not stopping so much for pictures as I maybe should have. Next stop was quite a few miles down the road, and at the very far end of the ride. A dirt road near my childhood home, with an old steel deck bridge over the brook. As it would turn out, I was preceded by Vickie, Nicky, Ken, and Eric.
A deceiving amount of whitewater, looking downstream:
I stopped taking pictures at this point, preferring to get through a very windy section of the journey, all slab back toward home. TW did great at 55mph for about 10 miles with a nasty headwind; and I played on the ATV trails near home for an hour or so.
The whole collection of photos is here: http://bd.zenbsd.net/~jontow/phone/t...06/thumbs.html