This morning in Alabama, we paid $2.29 for gas - Much better than the $2.49 yesterday.
Tippy has her nose down and her eyes covered by her little paws. She's been sleeping like that for the last hour. Strange - but Treky and I love her.
It's hard to see but that Love's gas sign says $2.19 for regular. Prices get better and better as we move along.
As we travel through North Alabama, the terrain starts to change - rolling hills - the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains.
Many small family farms here - not so elegant as the Florida ranches.
This morning started at 69 degrees and Treky is almost at the 64,000 mark. He's getting old.
Old farm house on the right - newer on the left. I guess they must make some money.
Treky likes the rolling hills.
And turns. Look at those wonderful trees - Zillions of them.
That truck in front of us is hauling hay.
Better picture - Treky complains that the "hay wagon" is taking up more than his share of the road.
We hope to spend tonight at a Flying J somewhere in Mississippi.
Ron, Tippy and Treky