Roll Tide

Yesterday, as we were heading towards the Grist Mill Trail on Ilchester Road, I thought I heard a train approaching. The rail bridge leading from the Ilchester tunnel was just behind us so I naturally assumed that low rumble was an oncoming train.

As the sound grew closer I realized that it was coming down the hill in front of me not the tracks behind me.

Of course it wasn’t a train. It was one of those hulking power company rigs.

As it passed us I noticed that these weren’t our loco power boys. The white truck said Alabama Power, likely one of the out of state crews that came in to lend a hand after Irene.

Roll Tide!