Last year while I was visiting Georgia, I was introduced to the Walking Dead series by my niece.  We were even over in the town of Senoia where it’s filmed and I saw the fence around the town and just a little of what’s inside.  When I went back home, Robin and I started watching the show and got hooked.  We have seen every episode and I thought it might be interesting to go back to Senoia and take the tour.  Not quite the Universal Studios experience, but worth it.I also attended a softball tournament that was far enough away that I decided to make it a bike ride as well.  There are some nice roads around here.  The height of the trees is really something.  Amazing what water will do…..  At the tournament, I got to see 11 year old Natalie pitch.  She is one of the best pitchers in the league and it’s fun to watch her strike ’em out.  Her great grandfather was a minor league pitcher for the Atlanta Crackers back in the 50’s and I’m sure he is looking down beaming with pride as his great granddaughter strikes them out as fast as they can get to the plate.  She proudly wears his number – 29.

It’s always kinda sad leaving my Georgia family, even after having spent over a week.  This was taken at the BBQ we had on Mother’s Day.  See y’all again soon.
There was weather coming so I was out of the house this morning early enough to hopefully get to my destination before the line of thunderstorms got there.  I believe I’ve featured this old building in my blog before.  I would like to know more about its history and use, but I did some research and couldn’t find anything out.  Probably could have gone back to town and asked around and learned everything.  Maybe next time.

I did go down and take another picture though, this is the front of the old mill. Looks like it might have been somebody’s house as well as a mill of some kind. Also, notice the water trough along the top third of the picture. I’m guessing that the water wheel provided a water source to something/somewhere else via that trough. The creek must have been dammed up somewhere along the way though – very little water in it today and not really flowing at all. Nothing that would drive a water wheel for sure.

It wasn’t a long ride today and in almost no time at all I was in Alabama.  Sweet Home Alabama to be more specific.  When Lynyrd Skynyrd released that song back in 1974 they had absolutely no idea that it would be such a huge thing.  It’s a good song, especially if you know some of the history behind it – and you’ll still hear it on the radio fairly often, especially down here.

In the town of Rock Mills this community cemetery goes right up to the road.  Many of the cemeteries in the area don’t have fences around them, but this one was so close to the road that I had to turn around and get this picture.

Down the road about half a mile, you get to see where the town of Rock Mills got it’s name.  This is the Wehadkee Mill mill where they used to make twine and yarn. Notice the water wheel on the side of the building. Wonder what’s inside there now – besides dust.
Like I said, today’s ride was a short one (just over 150 miles). I was lucky enough to roll in ahead of the pending thunderstorm, and only got a little wet along the way.  A bonus was that the cloud cover made what could have been a hot muggy day, quite pleasant.