Later I found him reading the book Granna had purchased for him.

Later I found him reading the book Granna had purchased for him.

Very busy day. Have to settle for a self portrait a couple minutes before sleep. 
Finding no place to eat or use the bathroom. Nothing but miles upon miles of trees. Cooper and I ended up at a private biker bar called “The Last Chance.”
Making memories!
As surreal as it was, the folks were extremely hospitable and very welcoming.



We left a generous tip for our chicken tenders and French fries and headed on to Oconee State Park. Made it through the gate with 15 min to spare!


