I can't begin to explain what it's like to be in familiar territory. I'm almost giddy. I'm sitting here at Martinique by the Gulf courtesy of Rex and Phyllis Watson. Thank you very much, Watson's! What a blessing.
Mark and I left Ocean Springs, Ms. at 6:30 AM. We were hoping to catch the Mobile Bay Ferry by 12:30, but you know me. We made the 11:00 ferry.
Mississippi coast gave way to Mississippi marsh, which turned into more pines and then suddenly the Alabama state line. We rode through some beautiful country from Grand Bay to Bayou La Batre and on to Dauphin Island. I was concerned about Mark getting on the ferry because I've seen it very full, pictures to follow. After getting off the ferry it was like homecoming, I haven't been that excited since Amy and the boys were here. Familiar territory, roads I've ridden multiple times, it was wonderful.
I'm now sitting here with a belly full of steak, with Mark and Fred Tate, and we're expecting David Olivet any minute. (actually, he just got here.)
If Amy was here I would say life was complete.
The next couple of days will be interesting as I shuffle between places and friends, but the end story is, that I hope to finish by next Wednesday. I have managed to shorten my route by not following the bike maps.
I was thinking today about how much of the glory of God we miss because we just don't see it. The ride in from the Alabama state line was beautiful, even though it's a stupid state slogan. Look around tomorrow and see the glory of God.
Pictures:
Early, early morning, Ocean Springs, Ms.
Crossing the Singing River in Pascagoula, Ms.
Wow, you have no idea how great it was to see this sign.
Drawbridge in Bayou La Batre, Al.. They had a troll but he left town due to the economy. Thanks, BP.
Mark on Mobile Bay Ferry.
Ok, I am not an Auburn fan, but you know who is.
Dauphin Island, bridge. I sent Mark on ahead to make sure he made the ferry.
Apparently, the ferry was not an issue. We're the only people in line.
The Steed got a ride onto the ferry to save money.
Mark and the Steed.
I'm covered up friends here, what a blessing, got to go.
Lincoln