Hellooooooo Mississippi! Yes, we rolled out of Hammond La. this morning at 6:48 AM. The weather was cool but the winds were up and out of the NE, bummer.
However, once again, if you stay at anything long enough you can get traction and overcome. So, we just kept riding, 8 hours and 40 minutes in the saddle. Outcome? 120 miles. Hey, whatever you're doing, stay at it.
We also saw some country today. I mean some country, hence the title from Johnny Cash. I have been everywhere, man!
The sugarcane of Louisiana gave way to the bayous of Louisiana which gave way to the trees of Mississippi, to the coast of Mississippi. We rode hwy. 190 all the way until it ended into Hwy. 90. Hwy 90 takes you along the Mississippi coast. I mean right along the coast. Hwy. 90 is on the coast for about 40 miles. We came onto the coast in Waveland, Ms. which gave way to, Bay St. Louis, to Pass Christian, to Long Beach, to Gulfport, to Biloxi, to Ocean Springs. What a ride. Unfortunately your choices were beach sidewalk or get hit by a car. But after some of the no shoulder roads I've been on for the last two days, getting hit by a car is pretty regular stuff.
You know what? I have been everywhere, man.
I realize that there are no hills down here, but have you seen the bridges? Pretty steep.
Hey, and here's another thing. Carl Keenum, you need to get Morgan and Cutner, and we need to go back to Covington, La. for some unfinished business. I've got the license plate numbers, I just need a little muscle.
Mark Chastain really deserves the patience award. He's only been here two days and those two days were the longest of the entire trip. We're headed to "Martinique by the Bay" tomorrow. Do you know where "Martinique by Bay" is? Sweet home, Alabama, Man!
I'm a little concerned that I just said "sweet home, Alabama."
The "Steed" is not shifting to well. I may have to give the boys at "Bicycles, Etc." a call. I can't complain though, 2000 plus miles, NO! Mechanical issues, and one flat tire. Are you kidding? One flat tire? That's got to be some kind of record. Go Schwalbe!
I do need a favor. Can somebody please check the air pressure in Brad Bass' car tires. I'm concerned about the safety of his family. Brad and Emily are headed to the gulf Friday.
Thanks to Scott Northcutt for the additional statistics on the last blog. Somebody see if you can get Scott and Ed hooked up for some more enlightening mathematics. Maybe you could make them some "Southern Tier" pocket protectors and lanyards too.
Ok, how about some pictures?
Mark loading the car early this morning.
Mark also brings food, good Mark.
Sunrise over Hammond, La..
There's some traffic in Covington.
There's some traffic in Slidell.
There's lunch at Eddie D's. The next food was 30 miles so we thought we should eat.
Bayou's of Louisiana.
An actual drawbridge. I'm not sure if there's a troll.
The Steed wanted to do the tour.
Ya, the home thing might be a little of an exaggeration. But it did feel good to be there. Hey! I even match!
A much deserved rest for the steed at a hurricane blown picnic sight.
Yes! My own lane, I feel so special.
Don't I look good in yellow?
They have some nice beach in Mississippi. Thanks BP!
The steed wasn't the only one tired today.
Lighthouse in Biloxi.
A dead snake. Mark was extremely interested. After all the road kill I've seen, (actually rode over and smelled), it's pretty hard to impress me.
Hey, tomorrow is another gift. What are you going to do with it? Start by thanking God, and take it from there.
Location:Ocean Springs, Ms.