We travel by car quite a lot and we seldom come upon accidents. But today, the traffic on Interstate 24 was stopped. We were in West Virginia, just at Huntington, when three full lanes of traffic heading north came to a halt. Then we began to creep, bumper to bumper for the next 45 minutes. First we moved into two lanes. Finally, when we came upon the accident scene, we were driving in a single line on the shoulder of the road. By the time we passed, the cars had been towed away but one three wheeled motor cycle was still on the road and turned on it's side. The ambulances had gone and the police were busily measuring the skids on the road and the location of the cycle. It costs us almost an hour sitting in our truck listening to the music but I am afraid it cost other people a lot more.
Now we are at the farm after carefully navigating the hills and valleys of West Virginia and Western Maryland. It is a beautiful drive but as I was driving, I paid close attention to the road and the speeds. Nothing focuses your mind more than driving past an accident scene. But here we are, fat and happy. This place is really lovely. Every time we are away we forget how comfortable we are living here. But now we are home and happy to be here. It has been a long drive.
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