Very reluctantly, John tore himself away from the choo choo & as we left Chattanooga, we took the scenic road up Lookout Mountain, where we saw the whole of the city laid out below us.
His gouty foot continued to improve as the medication did it's job, so I was able to cut back on the sympathy to a more tolerable level! Well, I don't want him getting used to it!
As we drove our trusty rented car on our way to Lynchburg, home of the Jack Daniel's distillery, we longed to be on a Harley, as the sweeping, curvy roads were just made for biking. Mile upon mile of traffic-free roads, with lush, green vegetation either side, sun beaming down, & only a hint of a cloud in the blue sky above - surely this is biker paradise.
Jack Daniels & Friends!
We reached the distillery & decided to take the guided tour. It's free, & really interesting as you learn about Mr Jack & the process of making Old No. 7 Tennessee Sippin' Whisky. Sadly though, Lynchburg is a dry county, so although they can make it there, they can't serve alchohol anywhere. I think they like it that way, so they don't have to give you the usual free taste at the end of the tour!
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