It's another very cool day to be riding, but with my Carharts on, I do fine. I remembered to wear my leather gloves today. It was about 40 degrees when I left, and now it's 47.
I have ridden along 24 highway many times without seeing that cemetery. I found it today because I was taking Blue out across the bare fields. We came upon what looked like a seldom-used driveway, and since Blue seemed to want to check it out, we followed the sparse gravel trail.
There were lots of old tombstones, but I noticed some fairly new graves, too. One was that of a baby who passed away last January.
Two hours is a plenty long ride for this old gal.