I prefer the scenic route. Side roads. Getting off the beaten path. Once traveled 200 miles in the wrong direction to see the bridges of Madison County and will never forget being stranded on a tiny Yellowstone road while a herd of buffalo tried to maneuver around our car. I'm convinced the best stuff is slightly out of the way.
So, last week my boy and I rather spontaneously jumped into the car, popped in a little George Winston and headed up the canyons. SPECTACULAR!!! I sooooo LOVE this time of year. Anyway, before too long, I saw a little dirt road and was powerless to resist it.
Heading up, I soon realized the road was very narrow..... on an increasingly steep cliff. It was the sort-of road that leaves you wondering what you will do if another car passes by, and you're pretty sure if that happens someone's going to plummet over the edge and you'd rather it not be you. I kept thinking I should turn around, but when the occasional opportunity presented itself, I took a pass. I mean, what is the point of taking a side road if you never get to see where it leads you?
It was an incredibly beautiful drive. That did eventually come to an end. Which is good, or I'd probably still be wandering through those mountains.....