More coils of steel. These are sleek and black and being taken from a mill in Monroe, Ohio (between Dayton and Cincinnati) to a place that makes "wood framed upholstered furniture" in High Point, North Carolina (between Winston-Salem and Greensboro.) I am guessing that the steel will be cut into strips and made into springs for the chairs, of the recliner sort, i am thinking.
It is astonishing how much steel is being moved around this country. I guess this is the price we pay for having left the stone age.
I took some minor roads from Monroe over to Chilicothe. Perhaps too minor, sometimes very hilly and curvy and small but a good workout (not a physical workout, per se) and a good reminder that driving can not always be a mindless cruise down the interstate. In a car, these are the roads I would seek out. curving up and around hills and down into river valleys. ribboning through fields of wheat while your organs slosh around in your body. Good times
Now I am relaxing in Hurricane, West Virginia the origin of this seemingly out of place name is expained by wikipedia as such: "Hurricane was named after Hurricane Creek. Hurricane Creek was, in turn, named after a group of trees at the mouth of the river bent in one direction. A party of surveyors commissioned by General George Washington noted the site appeared to have been struck by a hurricane, so they named it so."
hmmmm.
The weather is not threatening. it's cool and today was a welcome sunny change from the monsoon that I had been in throughout the weekend.
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