Every new year's day Clark and I hop in the car and look for an adventure. Looking back we seem to have a lot of cold wet new year's days. It was just that this year too. We had no real plan other than for me to take a picture. We headed West with the thoughts of finding an old barn or something. Instead we turned into the West Georgia Regional Airport. The gate was opened so we drove in and took a few shots of the small planes parked there. Although it wasn't much of an adventure, we enjoyed our little jaunt.
