

Hopewell, Texas Cemetery on FM 21 at Hopewell
Hopewell was a thriving communmity at one time and as you can see from the next picture, had a school. There was also a grocery store and church when I was living with my Aunt and Uncle. I remember going to the old school to listen to my cousin Hose play the fiddle in a country western group. Lots of the Kyser family is buried in the Hopewell Cemetery and my grandfather and grandmother Loveless are both buried there.
Would say that Hopewell School was the victim of school consolidation based on the sign. It closed the year I began school in the first grade. No, they did not have kindergarten back then. We had outdoor play and bicycle riding lessons before we started school. In school, we also had something known as recess in the morning, after lunch, and in the afternoon. Don't remember too many ADD/ADHD kids and there darn sure were not any plethora of drugs to cure the active boys and girls. We just played until we got tired and then rested and played some more or did chores when we got home.
Ah, for the good old days before drugs for everything!
Well, it is not everyday you see an Oreo Cow while riding bicycles or a POS Blazer for that matter if you are Cousin Paul. This Oreo Cow was over in the Charlotte, NC area. BRAG Spring Tuneup has a route in Madison, GA that goes by an Oreo Cow farm. I have not been on that ride so this was a first for me. Check out this link to see a big collection of the Belted Galloway breed on a ranch in Chapel Hill, Texas (where else would a Texas boy lost in Georgia send you). Be sure to have your speakers on for an old country western song that goes with the web site. http://hometown.aol.com/twoblueapache/page1.html
While we are on cows, this big Texas style Longhorn is lost in Clermont, GA next door to where I park to ride. Or, is that Park and Ride? There are several of them but this was the best picture. He seemed friendly but there was an electric fence about 3 feet inside the main fence and he would not get close enough to get a nose rub. My Uncle Homer, aka Knot, owned a rodeo in east Texas when I was much younger. He had some Brahma Bulls that were sort of mean. I can remember going to the rodeo but he closed it down when I was probably 6 or 7. He continued to raise riding stock for some time after that. You can still see the outline of the rodeo arena on Google Earth if you find Texas FM 21 and a hard left turn between Blodget and Macon. The outline is just north of the left turn showing as an oval tree line.
I rode yesterday and today logging in about 85 miles. The wind was in the 10 to 20 mile per hour range on both days which made some of the riding a bit tough, at least for an Old Phodge like me. The picture is a scenic view in north Hall County looking north toward the mountains. Rough life here in northeast Georgia - I may retire and move further north in a year or two. This is the link to the 50 miles ride I did on Saturday. http://www.allsportgps.com/Data/ActivityDisplay.aspx?tripId=112171
A view of Lake Winfield Scott near Suches, GA. You can park here and hike up an approach trail to the Appalachian Trail. Maine is only about 2000 miles further north if you choose to do a long trip.
A parade of Mini-Coopers from the Atlanta Mini Cooper club. They had been up Brasstown Bald and were headed back toward Helen. Cars not much larger than my bicycle
Here's the proof. The rock is about the size of the Mini Cooper. I bet I have more trunk space. I also average about 100 miles per gallon of sports drink, maybe less on a hot day. Cost is about $5 per gallon.