You know how you can get in these weird patterns that don't seem to have any logical basis, but have been around so long they seem like fact? That's how I am with the Blue Ridge Parkway. I get on it, I head south - towards Mount Pisgah. Probably because when I was a kid that was our thing - we went to Mount Pisgah, or Graveyard Fields, which is close by, and that was that. But this week, I was headed out on a long overdue meander and when I pulled on to the parkway I turned the other direction - and realized that while it is kind of bizarre I haven't done this before, it also means I have basically a whole new parkway to discover. Score. My slightly nonsensical habit has left me with lots of room for new discovery. Happy accidents are my favorite.