65 miles in West, GA - Alabama

Yesterday, I joined the atlbike.org ride from Rockmart. We rode a 65 mile loop from Rockmart to Alabama and back. Nice easy terrain, more rolling hills than anything, lots of open space...no car traffic but a good bit of wind. Overall, a very good day. A few pics below.


We had a dozen show up for the ride.
At 38 miles we took a break at Slaughter's in Easom Hill.
Slaughter's restroom art, ain't that nice?
Fill'r Up!


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