I Put this entry on hours ago and it does not go to Blogger.
NC is blessed or cursed with red soil. When it is dry it becomes so hard you can drive nails in it. I have driven nails and stretched string for the back hoe to dig footers for a house. The nails had to be pulled out with a hammer.
PS: The older I get the more memories mean to me.
The '50 Stud. I always joked with Bill, "I couldn't tell were you were coming or going."
This could easily be a road in NC in times past. (some places now)