Your portly is hitting the road for sunny (and humid) Florida for a few days at Universal Studios (more details on that tomorrow). I’m convoying down in my 2017 Nissan Versa Note with my girl and my younger brother and his family, with plans to rendezvous with our older brother and his girlfriend at the airport in Orlando.
I am very much a homebody by nature, which has come in handy during The Age of The Virus. That said, I’ve tried to get out more over the past year and see more of my great State, South Carolina, as my various festival trips from last fall indicate. I’ve also developed quite a fondness for taking the back roads, though my desire to get where I’m going usually overrides the romance of driving down barely-maintained rural routes.
Recently, I did take an extended back path from Columbia to Aiken, South Carolina. I was willing to add twenty minutes to my drive to see some nature. The route took me through a forgotten triangle of countryside, bounded by I-20 to the east and north and I-26 to the west (there’s no “bottom” to the triangle, so it’s more of an right angle). That took me through Pelion and New Holland, the latter of which was largely cattle ranches and huge, open swaths of green pastures.
