Two days on the TAT now and making a fast progression west - not due to any skillful or fast riding on my part, it's all due to the fact that the TAT from Tennessee eastward is mostly paved roads. County roads make up most of the TAT in these eastern states and, while beautifully scenic, they are not what comes to mind when the word "trail" is used.
That changes tomorrow. From here on out, "trail" means unpaved.
I expect to reach Arkansas tomorrow and the ride will be along the Mississippi Delta. Cotton and corn will present themselves in abundance.
I'm postponing buying new tires for the bike until early Colorado. The originals seem to still have life in them so I passed right on by Lake Hill Motors in Corinth MS today.
Besides the ride itself, today's highlight was an impromptu activation of Davy Crockett State Park in TN, just north of the Mississippi line. Didn't know it was there until I rode up on it.
Davy was a childhood hero of mine; or am I thinking of Fess Parker? One of those guys was born on a mountaintop in Tennessee, greenest state in the land of the free. He was raised in the woods so's he know'd every tree & kilt him a bar when he was only three.
If ya know, ya know...
Dinner has been et and it's now time to rest my weary bones and ponder my waitress's ability to make two-syllable words out of "week" and "did".
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