Got as far as Beckley, West Virginia yesterday. The scenery along the way was . . . um. Once you get into West Virginia, your line of sight drops off to a few hundred metres in any direction except straight up: there’s always a wooded hill or ridge or whatever blocking your line of sight (to be fair, it’s blocking your view of yet another wooded hill, etc.).
I’d have stopped to take some photos (especially of the New River gorge), but we were trying to get as far towards today’s destination as we could, so we limited the stops to the absolute minimum.
