Being fairly locked in with the Covid restrictions, I have the Journey sitting patiently in its storage lot awaiting the chance to roll again once this is all over. But having the travel itch, I fired up my alternate RV and wandered some of the isolated back roads in South Carolina.
Of course along with all my safety gear I wear, I added a new item.
My destination was a nearby Revolutionary War battlefield National Historic Park in the little town of Ninety Six. A small town that endured a siege of Colonial forces by British troops.
I learned long ago to find a shady spot to park my motorcycle out of the hot South Carolina sun. I only like toasted buns made out of bread. 😉
Unfortunately everything was still closed from the pandemic restrictions. So I wandered around a little bit to see what I could see. One old building was near the closed visitor center that I could at least view from the outside.
Unfortunately there was no pizza ready for me to eat.
The Colonial forces did have the foresight to have a type of punishment for those people caught without a mask or violating social distancing.
Around the site there were interesting things to see like this small cannon.
I could have walked around and seen more things, but I had made a big mistake. I recently bought a new pair of motorcycle riding boots.
Silly me, I should have realized they were riding boots, not made for walking. Duoh!. I need to put a spare pair of sneakers in my motorcycle saddlebag.
After enjoying the nice weather and peace and quiet, I hopped on my trusty stead and headed back to the barn.
Only a trip of 124 miles, hardly PDD levels, but I'm happy to get out and about.