Hombre and HB, I'm trying to remember a road we took last summer. We were coming west out of W. Virginia and came up a mountain on a twisty road that in typical W.V. fashion had pea gravel on the inside of all the turns, making for some hairy moments. At the top of the mountain was the old Confederate Breastworks. Coming down the east side into Va. the road had tight twistys with the road widened in the curves and a big paved shoulder keeping the dirt and gravel away from the road surface. We all wanted to go back and ride it again, but we were pressed for time. That was a great road.