I swear, my Wing is possesed. It was so beautiful here in Tennessee Sunday that I told my wife I was going out for a little ride. Two hours later I'm sitting at the top of the Cherahala Skyway on the North Carolina side. I have no idea how I got there or any recollection of the ride. That ever happen to you guys? It's kinda scarey...the Wing just went there on it's own, at least that was my story to my wife on my cell phone. She was yelling something about us supposed to be at an anniversary party for some friends. Oops. But I do remember the ride back down to Tellico Plains. Not much traffic, just me and the siver bird flying through those long sweeping turns and looking right and left at the breathtaking 50 mile views. It truly makes me feel sorry for all our flatland Winger brothers and sisters out there who don't have close access to places like this. Of course, I'd probably get less cold shoulder at home if I didn't live so close either. Hehehehe.