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Luckily I made it to the Ruskin rest area on I 75. The Elantra does not have a spare tire--not even a doughnut, but they do come with a small air pump. Not sure what good a pump does for you when you have a hole in a tire. I spent 2 hours here waiting for Alamo to get a towtruck out there.
Both the northbound and southbound rest areas, 14 miles south of Eugene, are closed to traffic. Motorists should use the Cabin Creek Safety Rest Area, located 35 miles south of Gettings Creek or the Oak Grove Safety Rest Area, 26 miles to the north.
My wife and I stopped at the Interstate 40 NC Welcome Center on our way home from Tennessee. It had been raining but stopped long enough for me to take a few pictures. The I-40 rest area/visitor's center is very scenic.
Secretary of Transportation Sean T. Connaughton introduces Gov. Bob McDonnell at the ribbon-cutting ceremony at the Interstate 85 (South) Dinwiddie Rest Area. (Photo by Tom Saunders, VDOT)
Yes, they have an actual Saturn rocket at the rest area in Alabama along Interstate 65 just inside the border from Tennessee. Huntsville is nearby, home to NASA's Marshall Space Flight Center.
About 560 miles into our journey. Near Missoula, Montana.
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at a rest area near exit 393 off I-35 (near forreston, TX), on our weekly commute to austin :: waldorfmama , maya :: november 09
North Carolina doesn't have anything too fancy compared to Virginia, just a sign and some shrubbery.
The media covers the ribbon-cutting ceremony at the Interstate 85 (South) Dinwiddie Rest Area. (Photo by Tom Saunders, VDOT)
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Mont Raming, Rest Area@Mae Taeng, Chiang Mai
Taken at the rest area "Mellrichstädter Höhe" of A71 between Schweinfurt and Suhl on our trip to Thüringer Wald.
Critter on a rock
at a rest area somewhere in Texas
Related (in the Power of Positive Relationships group):reptile on a rock
I took pictures of the rapidly darkening clouds looming up in the west -- hey, west is the direction I'm supposed to be going -- hey, where's the sun?
Ulp.
Back on the road . . . .
Too bad I could no longer afford to stop and take pictures, because this was when the sky became interesting.
Serpents' tongues of lightning began tasting the ground in the distance ahead, between me and Wichita.
And then, there was wind.
I should say, capital-W Wind. Big Wind. A big hand pushing on me with playful gorilla-shoves. I passed a sign that said, "Wind Currents." I said, "No foolin'." The sky off to my right was a solid wall of gray, marbled through with lighter gray. The sky to the left of me was clearer, but seemed to be rushing to join the sky on the right.
I began to watch for signs of impending rain: trees with their leaves turned upside down; birds rushing for cover; and the surest sign of rain: oncoming traffic with its windshield wipers on.
Oncoming traffic with windshield wipers on may be the surest sign that you are heading into rain, but it suffers from one big drawback as a prognosticator, and that is that it requires the presence of oncoming traffic. Thus it was without further warning that large, fat raindrops blossomed on my windshield -- just as a lone gas station hove into view! My bike and I scuttled off the road and under its awning just as the sky opened up and the rain came down.
And I sat there for a while. Later on, I found out that there were flash-flood warnings for the Wichita area until 10:00 that night. But it was now 7:00, and I was ready to find a motel.
And I did... shortly after the rain let up and I rode the 8 damp miles into Augusta.