Day 3 - Rain, rain, rain

When I started out this morning I whispered the same prayer that I made the morning I started: "Lord, keep me upright," recognizing the double meaning as soon as I said it. 

I hate to dwell on the rain during my trip, but it did dominate the last two days.  Today I rode in rain all day long, with only brief moments when it let up a bit. During one of those interludes I was thinking of where to take a photo to typify today's ride when a broad, sweeping, downhill curve opened up before me.  And when a little church appeared around the bend, I knew I had to take the shot. 

I did have an hour or so of beautiful mountain roads and passed several motorcyclists going north.  It was good to know I wasn't the only crazy rider out today. Around noon the rain really came down hard and looked liked it wasn't going to quit.  Just then I passed a Sonic Drive-in and noticed the covered parking spaces.  I decided it was lunch time.   

Just south of Chattanooga I went through a very beautiful Civil War battlefield site in the Chickamauga Military Park.  There were many monuments and canons on display throughout the park.  I felt a call to stop and give this lovely park it's due attention, but that would take several hours which weren't in my plan. 

Tonight I'm in Summerville, GA, it's 10pm right now and it still is raining.  I'm hopeful that it will let up during the night.  With my rain suit I really don't mind riding in wet weather, but enough is enough.