We left Clinton in rather heavy traffic this Monday morning, but after we crossed I-20, it dropped off dramatically. We were also happy to run into our friend Carlos and we chatted a while on that overpass. When we realized we were both staying in Port Gibson, we decided we'd dine together at the end … Continue reading Day Twenty Three: Clinton, MS to Port Gibson, MS

This will be short. As we knew we had a long day ahead (we rode over 100 miles today) we woke early (not easy after partying with Elvises and eating great food the night before) and got back on the Trace. Then we rode our bikes for about nine hours. It was pretty hot, but … Continue reading Day Twenty One: Tupelo, MS to Kosciusko, MS

We woke early even though we didn't really need to...we've kind of become early risers, I guess. We wanted to tour the FAME (Florence Alabama Music Experience) Studio and needed to get over there by 9:00. We just started planning to ride our bikes, as that is generally our only option. It turned out to … Continue reading Day Nineteen: Florence to Tishimingo, MS

We woke later than usual, but it was ok because we only had 50 miles scheduled for the day. We'd spent the night at a Rodeway Inn at the junction of highway 230 and Interstate 40, so, basically nowhere, which is why our dateline is Rodeway Inn. It was so generous of our friend Paul … Continue reading Day Seventeen: A Rodeway Inn to the Natchez Trace

Yesterday was hard - long miles, heat, hills and even with an early start, it was long. Lisa wrote of it yesterday but there is one thing I wanted to describe for you. We'd ridden forty miles with no services and we were really looking forward to pulling into the little town of Smithland which … Continue reading Day Fifteen: Grand Rivers to Dover, Tennessee

We left our cottage at about 7:15 this morning and immediately crossed the Mississippi on the beautiful Bill Emerson bridge, named after a long time congressman from the area. It was the third time (I think) we've crossed it on the trip, but notable because we will not see the Mississippi again until we reach … Continue reading Day Thirteen: Cape Girardeau to Golconda, Illinois