Driving a well-balanced, focused driver's car, on the right road, at the right time, is quite simply one of the best things in the world to me. Even with rising fuel costs, I cannot resist driving simply to drive. One of my favorite Top Gear episodes ever was the quest for the greatest driving road in the world, and I've been longing to do something similar ever since I watched it. I've driven plenty of good roads since, but never really done something mad, just for a great drive and a special moment.
Around midnight on the morning of this July 4th, I decided to give in to a crazy urge, and go for a drive. It wasn't an aimless wander, I knew exactly where I was going. U.S. Highway 129, commonly known as "The Dragon". The particular section of road that I was heading for consists of 318 curves in just 11 miles, and is probably the wildest drive I've ever had on a public road. There are no turnoffs, no intersections, nothing but curves and more curves. For the driver of a small, nimble car or motorcycle, it's heaven.
I left my house at 1:30 AM, with the goal of making the 180 mile drive in time to be at a scenic overlook about halfway through "the Dragon" in time to watch the sun rise. About halfway there, I realized that I had left my tripod at home which put a damper on my photography opportunities, but I still had the drive to look forward to.
I made it with enough time to spare for one run through the dragon, and then halfway back, where I stopped at the overlook and waited for dawn. In my whole run, I didn't see a single person or other car. Ordinarily it's never empty and never quiet, usually ringing with the sounds of countless motorcycle and sports car exhausts.
As I sat in my car with the motor off and the lights dimmed, I realized that I had found something possibly even more special and more memorable than the drive itself...total peace and calm. In stark contrast to the rest of the Dragon experience, I was sitting totally still, and the only sound was the wind whistling through the trees around me. Not even the insects were making noise. In modern society, solitude is so hard to come by, but I had found it, at the top of a mountain in eastern Tennessee. I hadn't gone looking for it, but that moment just before dawn turned out to be the real reward, and the memory that I'll never forget.
Watching the sun rise
I thought I'd share my story with you, as fellow petrolheads I have a feeling you'll understand better than most...now go find your own perfect road and just drive it...
Around midnight on the morning of this July 4th, I decided to give in to a crazy urge, and go for a drive. It wasn't an aimless wander, I knew exactly where I was going. U.S. Highway 129, commonly known as "The Dragon". The particular section of road that I was heading for consists of 318 curves in just 11 miles, and is probably the wildest drive I've ever had on a public road. There are no turnoffs, no intersections, nothing but curves and more curves. For the driver of a small, nimble car or motorcycle, it's heaven.
I left my house at 1:30 AM, with the goal of making the 180 mile drive in time to be at a scenic overlook about halfway through "the Dragon" in time to watch the sun rise. About halfway there, I realized that I had left my tripod at home which put a damper on my photography opportunities, but I still had the drive to look forward to.
I made it with enough time to spare for one run through the dragon, and then halfway back, where I stopped at the overlook and waited for dawn. In my whole run, I didn't see a single person or other car. Ordinarily it's never empty and never quiet, usually ringing with the sounds of countless motorcycle and sports car exhausts.
As I sat in my car with the motor off and the lights dimmed, I realized that I had found something possibly even more special and more memorable than the drive itself...total peace and calm. In stark contrast to the rest of the Dragon experience, I was sitting totally still, and the only sound was the wind whistling through the trees around me. Not even the insects were making noise. In modern society, solitude is so hard to come by, but I had found it, at the top of a mountain in eastern Tennessee. I hadn't gone looking for it, but that moment just before dawn turned out to be the real reward, and the memory that I'll never forget.
Watching the sun rise
I thought I'd share my story with you, as fellow petrolheads I have a feeling you'll understand better than most...now go find your own perfect road and just drive it...