Day 1 cycling
We got off to an
early start. Riding went well and we covered 43 miles. It's hot and humid here, it's
like riding in a sauna! Then add the beating sun to that, just means we're
going through a lot of water and gatorade/powerade. The other thing we learned
is that no matter how tired your legs are, when it starts raining, you just
keep going. It poured on us, there was no where to stop (and no thunder) so on
we went.
Went into
Natchez for dinner at The Pig Out Inn; really good pulled pork and ribs, the
baked beans were smoky and the slaw on the spicy side. Really good dinner. Then we went over to the
walkway by the Mississippi River and looked over to Louisiana. That's about as
close as the girls are going to get to it, they're not going to be able to check it off their list of visited states yet.
Louisiana on the left across the Mississippi River |
Day 2 cycling
Seemed to be
hotter and more humid today, plus there was no rain. Sarah was d.o.n.e. early
but made it to the lunch stop. She and I went 33 miles, the rest of them went
about 60. Most of the ride wasn't too bad, but they said towards the end it was
a lot of rolling hills and overpasses and a lot more traffic as they got closer
to Jackson. Most of the ride had been rather empty of cars, only a handful or
two most of the time but around Jackson it was rather heavy.
Back to the
campground, which was by a huge reservoir. Whitney, GE, and Bob went swimming
in the pool and Sarah and I set up our tent. An early night to bed.
The reservoir that we camped near and cycled beside |
the road stretching out ahead of us |
Day 3 cycling
Up early again
to pack up camp and head out to ride. The first five miles was in heavy traffic
again (we were near Jackson, MS). I was riding sweep and thought I was going to loose my voice calling out
the cars. Stopped at the reservoir overlook for a stretch, then back on the
road with less traffic.
A prettier ride
today through swampier land, still lots of trees and fields and mostly flat. We
stopped at a cypress swamp, cypress trees as far as you could see in either
direction. The roots of the trees were pretty neat. Sarah and I rode 35 miles
to lunch, while the rest of them went 60.
The excitement
today was getting to see the National Park Police in action. The Trace is a
National Historic Trail and part of the National Park Service. The speed limit
is 50 and Sarah and I saw the blue flashing lights chasing a car doing closer
to 70. After telling the car to pull over (on his speaker), the police officer got out to talk
to the driver. We were pointed out as the reason the speed limit was low; I
assume the driver got a ticket. Got to the new campground (free, but no showers
or electricity), set up, and had dinner.
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