BluesCat inspired me to post some pics of my 12-mile commute. Of course, I couldn't post pics of the trip in to work, since it occurs at a little past four AM and all the pics would be ... well, let's just say not very colorful. Anyway, I think I have this image-hosting thing down well enough to give y'all some idea of my daily (well, almost daily) ride.
It was a fine afternoon last Monday, partly cloudy and temps in the mid 70s. I headed out of the plant where I work (I am a maintenance mechanic at a turkey processing plant) and onto US Route 76.

On the right is the Shakespeare plant, where they make a pretty well-known fishing rod called the Ugly Stick (not being a fisherman myself, I have to take fisherfolks' word for it's being a famous rod). To the left, although you can't see it, is the Newberry County International Airport. It's called "International" because a plane from Canada landed there once; I think by mistake...

After a couple of miles of farmland, up ahead (where the road bends to the right) is the upgrade
for the Norfolk and Southern Railroad Overpass. Note the unusually heavy traffic.

The view from the top of the overpass

After coming off the overpass, I actually took a picture while riding. I don't recommend that practice.
Anyway, the large tree ahead and slightly to the right marks the one and only turn on my route.

"Taiwan Red" parked at my usual stop-for-water place, about halfway home.
Stopping halfway through "only" a 12-mile commute may seem a bit wimpy, but
South Carolina summer temperatures can get into the triple digits and stay there for weeks. I stop for water.

A little over a mile past the water stop, I enter the great Sumter National Forest...

...and shortly thereafter cross over I-26.
This overpass, (exit 66) is almost exactly halfway between Columbia and Spartanburg.

About a quarter mile after I cross over the Interstate, I greet my friends the Belgians.
They're my friends because sometimes I bring them carrots.

...and then it's back into the forest. There are not too many things more pleasant
than the fragrance of a pine forest on a warm sunny day.

Just a couple of miles from home is "Yee-Hawww Hill". If I start from a complete standstill at the top of the hill, just
push off enough to get forward momentum, and simply coast down I can hit 35 mph by the time I get to the bottom.
Hence the Yee-Hawww.

At the bottom of "Yee-Hawww Hill" is a marshy creek wherein one can often see Snowy Egrets, Great Blue Herons,
beavers and cooters. A cooter is a river turtle, some of which can grow to fifteen pounds or more, and Cooter Stew is a local delicacy.
It's still Very Early Spring - this scene will be much lusher and greener in just a couple of weeks.

Of course, after going down the hill one must go back up - the toughest 3/10 mile of the commute.

And just about a mile and a half after topping that last hill, Home Sweet Home.
Thanks for coming with me on my commute. Hope it wasn't too boring.
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