As we reached Chattanooga, we saw a curtain of rain over the Tennessee River, smothering the landscape with gouts of precip. The Guru piloted us along and at some point the road was dry again, and soon the car was, too, by the time we were a half-hour into Georgia.

This entry was posted in outdoors, weather on Saturday, 23 August 2014 at 11:28 pm.
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