“Didn’t know you picked, Jimmy” the women beside me said to a guitar player. “Oh yes ma’am, yes ma’am I sure do!” was his reply. And then the group started playing. We stood in the square of Newnan for over an hour listening to a rag tag group of excellent musicians jamming and singing just for the fun of it. Mike and I took advantage of another beautiful day to ride, and headed down south this time. The leaves were turning, the air was crisp and bright and a motorcycle was the place to be!