From Grenada to Kosciusko

From Janie, the second of two posts today.

Wednesday, October 24.  From Grenada to Kosciusko.

A pretty unremarkable day.  More rollers in Mississippi.  Long stretches of two-lane state highways.  A sign that offered a place that would butcher deer and wild boar.  Another sign warning of long timbers on trucks.  Multiple trucks carrying just such long pine timbers.  Jody's Garmin was temperamental.  So was my stomach.  I rode about 12, which felt fabulous.  Ate an apple.  Rode another 3, which didn't feel so fabulous. 

In the space of about a quarter mile, got beeped at by a truck, had another blow by me closer than he should have, and got chased by a dog that looked like a golden retreiver mix.  Yeah, yeah, yeah.  Give me a minute and I'll be out of your territory.  Not so scary today, the trucks or the dog.  Thinking about elephants.

We are all very much looking forward to getting on the Natchez Trace Parkway tomorrow - our hotel is about 0.3 miles away.  Preview of coming attractions:

Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.
     ~John Drybred, retired journalist from Lancaster PA