The south wind hadn’t quite cranked up to its predicted 40mph gusts, but it was unusually breezy for early morning, and the massive amount of air it had already dragged up from the Gulf bubbled the temperature above 72°F by 8am! We were sad to leave one of the best AirBNBs we’ve ever stayed in,… Read more…

Rett was surprised by a man in the women’s restroom when we went over for our morning relief. When he emerged, his water bottle identified him as the other bike tourer who had arrived in camp last night (yet we hadn’t seen). Since the men’s toilet remained full to the brim with a malignant brown… Read more…

The National Weather Service warned of “hen egg”-sized hail, amongst other severe weather chances (tornadoes, 70mph winds) for early this morning. I heard plenty of thunder in my pre-wakeful state, and some flashes were bright enough to make it through both the curtains and my eyelids, but I never felt the motel start to shake.… Read more…

We left the rainfly off the tent for our second camping night in a row, and suffered no ill-effects. Amazing! Though despite the 62-degree temperature and everything being dry, it still somehow took us nearly three hours to go from alarm to rolling. Traffic was still busy on the causeway road that took us back… Read more…

Eggs, biscuits, gravy, grits, and some sort of meat patty: breakfast at the Quality Inn was good enough that we didn’t even need to fire up the waffle maker to get calories into us. It made the already-good-value $79 motel an even better deal. On our way back to the Natchez Trace, we stopped at… Read more…

Campgrounds without water, electric, or bathrooms don’t exactly draw the party crowds, so the humans at Rocky Springs were plenty quiet. But while we were trying to sleep, some creatures (owls?) were hooting at each other at high volume, and later on a pack of coyotes celebrated a kill. Overall the Trace has felt relatively… Read more…