Aug 28, 2001
El Dorado, AK to Natchez, MI
The bison in El Dorado pictured above lives above a tire store not too
far from our hotel and just near a stop light.
Every time we stopped he looked like he was going to say something but
somehow shied away from opening his mouth.
With 20/20 hindsight I bet he was going to deliver a rain warning.
On right, a shot of downtown.
2001 miles! Check it out
Made by Natchez Indians, known as mound builders, the Natchez Trace runs
from Nashville to Natchez and I understand continues south
to New Orleans, though after Natchez is not paved. We got onto off the
61 at a place called Port Gibson so we only rode the last 25 miles of it
Still, it was an OK through-the-forest type ride. It would have been a
fantastic ride if it weren't for the mixture of rain and slippery when
paving material. I understand that wild turkeys can often be seen on the
A rainy night in Natchez. On the left is the casino boat, a ubiquitous
feature of Mississippi towns, on the right is a bridge over the Mississippi.
We got into town, did a circle of downtown, looked for the hotel (including an annoying ride down a long, muddy, gravel driveway--an even
worse surface for an 850 pound bike than a wet Trace), had dinner and
fell asleep. I might have fallen asleep sooner had the hotel room
not been haunted, of course. Every few moments the TV would turn itself
on and then off. I exorcised the ghosts by hiding the remote control,
which seemed to be sending random signals, maybe as the battery died.