All I did today is ride my bike. I don't know what to say.
I rode all day on the Natchez Trace Parkway. I never got off it. There was no reason. I ate food I had with me. It was a beautiful day, 70 degrees and sunny. I went 86 miles. I was practically the only person on the road. The Natchez Trace Parkway is my own personal bike trail through the woods. What a waste of tax dollars, really.
I am camped at Tishomingo State Park in Mississippi. State parks are much better than federal campgrounds along the parkway because they have showers. I am clean, and I feel great. I am sitting by the fire. I paid an extra $4 for a camp site with electricity so I can charge everything.
I went through Alabama today. I've never ridden my bike in Alabama before. It's my first new bike state this trip. Other firsts for the trip today are I saw my first clump of mistletoe in a tree, and I saw my first cotton field. I am in the South now for sure. The land is getting much flatter than in Tennessee, and there are long leaf pines mixed in with the hardwoods now. This is a remote area, there are no towns to speak of.
Since the road always looks the same, it's hard to decide when to take a picture. Here is a picture from Alabama. I though the rock outcroppings were interesting. That's as good as I can do to justify.
Indian mounds are cool. There was a nice Indian mound at the Mississippi state line.
The sign by the Indian mound was totally unhelpful. It said the mound was built sometime in the last 10000 years, by Indians. It said they had religious ceremonies on top of it.
I am skeptical of how mysterious ancient Indian mounds are always religious. It seems to me that all the mounds I've ever seen in Mississippi are on floodplains. If I lived on a floodplain, I might build a mound and put my stores on it in case of a flood.
Here is today's very long route travelled.