Today has been a combination of rural countryside and big city driving, drivers that just poked along and wouldn't pass us so cars backed up behind them.  Maybe our blinking lights hypnotized them!  We were the ones having to pull over to let a line of cars go.  We also had drivers that were in the dangerous and stupid range.  We had 3 drivers pass us on the right shoulder.  All we could figure out is that they were weird and stupid.  Nobody passes on the right shoulder.

We went through many small towns with old historic downtown areas and lovely residential streets.

  

On one of the sides of a building downtown in a small town, we saw this classic scene from Gone With Wind.  It was so appropriate for this area of Georgia.  

  
Just one of the many ante-bellum homes we saw today, most of them in small town residential areas.  Many of the splendid old homes were destroyed during the Civil War so those that remain are true treasures.  They give you a connection with the Gone With the Wind movie - it's drama, it's majestic way of life and the tragedies of that period in our country's history.

   
Another couple of old buildings to add to my pipe dream village.  This is an old country store and a warehouse.

Kenny Wright, an HCCA member in GA invited Joe and I to attend The Inman Farm Heritage Days event today.  It is in it's 19th year and was really an interesting stop.   There were many displays of hit and miss engines, tractors and old cars.  Craftsmen were making brooms out of broomstraw, the printing presses were putting out flyers, there was a sawmill and cider press and a liquor still and other unique exhibits.

On the grounds of the fair was this "Boiled Peanut" stand.  Boiled peanuts are definitely an acquired taste and I have never acquired it!  Those older gentlemen were gossiping and eating peanuts.  I would have loved to be a fly on the wall and listen to their stories.  My granddaddy Hogan was a great story teller and so were some others of his generation among my relatives.  I used to sit spellbound listening to them.

Those fellows were eating boiled peanuts but I spied the grapes traditional to the south.  I have not had Muscadines and Scupppernoggs in years so I loaded up a bag for our ride.  Both varieties are found in the wild in the south but these are improved varieties - primarily in size.  The ones on the left are Muscadines and have a smoky flavor.  It is a flavor you will never forget and took me right back my childhood in North Louisiana.

Probably my favorite exhibit of the fair was this diverse collection of tire jacks.  Look at all the sizes, the colors and the varied mechanical ways they helped change a tire.  Everything about early cars was experimental.

After visiting the Heritage Days event, we traveled on across Georgia and over into the western edge of South Carolina to Aiken,  South Carolina.  I'm not sure where we will end up tomorrow.  I am hoping to see some antique malls open tomorrow.