Mother and I were on one of our usual left-and-right, up-and-down, no-destination-in-mind rambles when we ended up on Jackson’s aptly named Ridge Road. It turned out to be a picture-rich road that you’ll be seeing more of.
We had just passed the Bent Creek Golf Course, and I must have been looking hard to the right or in the mirror when my peripheral vision caught a pedestrian on the left side of the road. I slowed and started to wave him across when I noticed that this guy was NOT going to cross the street anytime soon.