TEXAS
2023
Day 05
March 10
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TEXAS
2023
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Day 05 March 10 |
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| I figure I might as well cook up what I have left for breakfast so I have much more than I can eat. I don't go out to the deck dining room as I need to get on the road as soon as possible. | ||||||
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| I get SweetTreat loaded up and ready go and ... | ||||||
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| then I take one more long last look before I leave. This place has been just the 'tonic' that I needed and I am very thankful for it. | ||||||
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| It is really foggy and cool out this morning as I make my way to the rental office to drop off the keys. | ||||||
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| With that out of the way, I make my way towards Houston as I do not want to face the 'traffic light land' of Galveston. Along the way I see a refinery doing a 'burn off' which I always find interesting visually. | ||||||
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| I routed to avoid Galveston and the traffic which is a great theory until I hit a abomination of a construction zone going by my alternate route. Some days it's just like that and there's nothing you can do except suck it up and go on. | ||||||
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| I finally escape the construction zone and get back to a workable four lane which makes it a lot easier. | ||||||
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| Off to my right I see bunches of cranes that look like giant storks. I presume they must be for offloading container ships. | ||||||
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| Soon I am out of Texas and back into Louisiana and the back roads. | ||||||
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| I see a crop duster plying his trade - which is to get close enough to the ground to spray the crops but not so close as to spray the plane on the ground. | ||||||
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| Once again it don't look pretty up ahead but I do see some light sky so I figure I'll chance it. | ||||||
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| My run up 165 ends at Alexandria and I know it won't be much longer before ... | ||||||
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| I cross the Mississippi River and I am back in Natchez. | ||||||
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| Once I am in Natchez it is a short run to my beloved Trace which I will be taking up to Jackson, MS. | ||||||
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| When I see this sign, it pretty well lays out what the rest of today and tomorrow will be. A hundred more miles for today, and around three hundred and fifty miles for tomorrow. | ||||||
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| Once again the Trace is all my own and for that I am very thankful. | ||||||
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| It seems as if the very trees are bending over to welcome me back on my return journey. | ||||||
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| After a short interstate run, I arrive at the Super 8 that I booked for my return. | ||||||
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| It's in a less than desirable neighborhood, so I make sure SweetTreat is properly covered up. | ||||||
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| I'm thinking about walking down a bit to the local Cracker Barrel but I decide I don't like the looks of the area. I munch down some tater chips that I had left from my beach stay and that's enough nourishment for now. I drift off into a restful sleep, missing the ocean lullaby I have enjoyed for the past three nights. | ||||||
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