On my way back from what was my undisclosed location in West Virginia, I stopped at a scenic overlook along U.S. highway 48. Looking eastward, I saw more of the road, some of it going behind a small hill. In the background toward the right is a ridge with a long row of bird choppers on top, which could be just barely seen through the haze.
Looking in a different direction, I saw more hills and a power line, which again can just barely be seen through the haze.
On the other side of the road, above the overlook, was another row of bird choppers, of which these are two.
With that, I got back "on the road again" and continued eastward.
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