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I stop to look at a road that leads into the former Vanderbilt Mines area Warning to me: "Rough Road Next 23 Miles"ThumbnailsA little further, I pull over to eat a Clif bar and enjoy the views; something on my bike has started to rub loudlyWarning to me: "Rough Road Next 23 Miles"ThumbnailsA little further, I pull over to eat a Clif bar and enjoy the views; something on my bike has started to rub loudlyWarning to me: "Rough Road Next 23 Miles"ThumbnailsA little further, I pull over to eat a Clif bar and enjoy the views; something on my bike has started to rub loudlyWarning to me: "Rough Road Next 23 Miles"ThumbnailsA little further, I pull over to eat a Clif bar and enjoy the views; something on my bike has started to rub loudlyWarning to me: "Rough Road Next 23 Miles"ThumbnailsA little further, I pull over to eat a Clif bar and enjoy the views; something on my bike has started to rub loudly

While passing here, an approaching small van slows down, and the driver gives me a thumbs up and yells, "I wish I could do that!"

My ego loves positive reinforcement like this, but I'm really not Superman, even though it may appear that way to the uninitiated. I'm in good, but not exceptional, physical condition.

This mine area is another spot that I'd like to take an hour or two to explore, but not today.