The atmospheric conditions from Arkansas to Georgia were such that it created a wide variety of cloud formations. I'm not sure if I've ever seen such an array on one relatively short flight.
Like waves breaking slowly on the ocean. A truly interesting phenomenon.
We arrived early at the cemetery and that gave me a chance to walk around the Jewish section and see what names I recognized from the days when I grew up in Atlanta. They were several parents of friends but seeing the names of two people I went to elementary school with was a bit sobering.
The interesting thing about funerals is the joy that can be found there as well. Attending the funeral from Los Angeles, was the daughter of one of my cousins, someone I hadn't seen in 30 years. We were never close and there was no reason to keep in touch all these years (though Sol certainly had and my aunt spoke with her every week). It was a pleasure meeting here again, full grown with 3 children.
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| Stacy, my aunt's granddaughter. |
Awake at 5:00 this morning (4:00 CST), I caught a few winks on the plane. I looked out the window in time to see that we were about to cross the Mississippi River (almost the exact same spot). No "contrail" following the river today but just a few miles further a very interesting geological feature that I recognized.
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| Crowley's Ridge |
Not the best of pictures, especially through a plane window, but I think one can still see the narrow green strip running through the middle of the landscape. This is Crowley's Ridge that suddenly rises out of the farmland on the eastern side of Arkansas and runs about 200 miles. It is a very interesting wooded and hilly area with lots of wildlife. I had the pleasure to sample it on my bike ride from Arkansas to Georgia. Traveling on I-40 one zips right through it without even knowing it.
A very sluggish ride this afternoon when I got back. Managed to pick up the pace some. Still thinking a lot about the close call Sunday. And, this afternoon as I was beginning to work on this post, I saw on facebook a man my age who I first met when we were in a men's group together in the mid 1990s, passed away from a heart attack. John Newman was very fit and trim, so it comes as quite a shock.
Today's Ride: 2hrs 9mins. 25.01 miles. 75 degrees. Miles YTD: 6,763.12
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