Since
2006, we've made it down to the Smoky Mountains at least once a year. The roads are unreal and aplenty.
This year the twisty faucet was running quite dry, so three of us made a go of it for 2009. After this weekend, I have gained some serious appreciation for how smoothly all of
our previous trips went. Off the top of my head...
- A trailer's inner wheel bearing disintegrated

- A trailer got stuck in a ditch on the side of a narrow, inclined gravel road

- We got lost on a 6+ mile gravel mountain road (on sportbikes) - the road Mike deemed, the Dirt-o-hala
- We had to drive the wrong way on a narrow, one-way wildlife safari
- It rained a lot
I'm sure I missed a few mishaps - but it wasn't all bad! We had a sweet ride on the Cherohala Skyway in sunny weather.

I also got a kick out of pushing the Element on the windy road that led up to our cabin (well, the paved part of it, anyway). And I always welcome a dose of driving and riding techniques from the
daring couple.