Books of Our True Adventures

And here we stand. Five old Hillbillies from West Virginia who hauled our horses for eight hours. We pause to absorb the sights. Big cities and bright lights do not impress us. This does. It is awesome to stand on the mighty mountain and literally see the haze that gave the Great Smoky Mountains it's name.

It is as though we have gone back in time and we can feel the spirits of travelers of old in the cool mountain air. A kinship is apparent with every rider or hiker we meet. We have all climbed the mountain. We are together. We are here alone.

Only $14.00 each plus one charge of $3.00 in continental USA for shipping and handling.

Pay Pal accepted or send check or money order to

Zee Adkins

Route 2 Box 70

West Hamlin WV 25571

Greenbrier River Trail

•Rails to Trails for 80 miles

•Along the Greenbrier River

•Three day riding

•Leapfrog the trailers

•Two Tunnels

•36 bridges

There were only three travelers that we met on the entire ride. A man, woman and a little girl were on bicycles. They were having a little bit of rough ride in the larger rocks. As Sam got near them, he asked, "Are those bicycles afraid of horses?" The couple laughed and said, "No."

The people inquired how long we had been and how far we went. They had not brought a lunch and were beginning to get hungry. Sam asked, "Do you like Twinkies?" as he dug one from his saddle bag. He tossed it to the woman. She laughed as she caught it. They said, "Thanks, Twinkie Man," as we rode away.

Sam softly said to us, "That little girl will get the cake."

He had baby powder hand prints all over his black shorts and the toes of his shoes.

"What happened to you?" I asked, "You look like you have been rolled in flour!"

"That's it. I have flour on me." Clarence agreed softly. And then he laughed.

"I came out of the store and went over to the truck. I took out that box of baby powders and held the waist band of my shorts out and dumped the powder down in my shorts. It went clear through to the ground in a big white cloud and covered my shoes and went all over the parking lot," he confessed with a tiny chuckle.

We looked down and you could see a big white circle of powder and the black outline of where his feet had been. Eddie and I laughed and laughed as he finished the story.

"I looked over there and there was a woman sitting in this car. She saw me do that and she laughed until she cried."

Well, we almost laughed until we cried too. From that time forth, Eddie called Clarence "Powder Puff".

Greenbrier River Trail, an 92 page comb bound book with 4 pages of color photographs is ready for shipping.

Only $14.00 each plus one charge of $3.00 in continental USA for shipping and handling.

Pay Pal accepted or send check or money order to

Zee Adkins

Route 2 Box 70

West Hamlin WV 25571


				*wvhorse.com* *Books of Our True Adventures*



	Home \| LRWG \| West Virginia \| Alaska \| About Us \| Bear Creek, WV \| Books of Our True Adventures \| Short Stories \| Goin' West Series \| Alabama Bound \| Myrtle Beach, SC \| Smoky Mountains \| Greenbrier River Trail, WV \| Tennessee \| Country Roads Saddle Club \| Camping \| ATV \| L I N K S