Sunday, October 23, 2011

A Retrospective

As I sit here completing this blog in late December 2011, having been back home now for two months, I am surprised by how often I have thought about this trip and how my memories of it keep growing fonder.


I have resumed my swimming regimen, and have gained back most of the weight (and upper body strenghth) that I lost during the six weeks of riding. And I have easily readjusted to the many comforts of living at home. But literally thousands of memories and impressions from this trip are permanently etched in my mind.

This journey had far less to do with the physical aspects of the bicycle ride than it did with experiencing the cultural and geographical aspects of the Mississippi River Valley. I wanted to experience in an up close and personal manner the multiple cultures of the River and to observe the natural beauty of this segment of middle America. While I enjoy exercise and riding, the bicycle was just a fun way to make me slow down and appreciate the world around me.

What I did not fully appreciate was that not only would I see the world differently from a bicycle, but that the world would see me differently, as well. People who would never have had an interest in meeting me went out of their way to approach me because they were curious about what I was doing. Almost without exception, the thousands of people I met over the course of this journey were both curious and kind. They seemed to sense the dangers inherent in my trip and my vulnerability as a cyclist, and many expressed sincere concern for my safety.

Undoubtedly the most dangerous part of my trip was the very real risk that every road cyclist takes of getting hit accidentally by a motorist. As I look back on it, I consider myself to have been incredibly fortunate. I can count on one hand the number of motorists who made derogatory remarks or gestures as they passed me on the road. Over 99.9% of the motorists I saw were courteous and went out of their way to assure my safety as they passed. Several stopped their vehicles to meet me and find out where I was from and where I was going. I will be eternally grateful to the thousands of people whose courteous and attentive driving kept me safe. Over the course of 2,400 miles I did not have a single near accident with a passing motorist.

What I experienced on this trip far exceeded in every respect the high expectations I had for it at the outset. The history of the River region dating back to Native Americans is rich and diverse. The ever changing River and the recreational, agricultural and industrial uses of the River are remarkable; and the beauty of much of this region is stunning. Of greatest interest to me were the scores of diverse and fascinating American towns that have grown up along the River over the past 250 years.

The recorded history of the River starts, of course, with the many Native American tribes that inhabited its shores for centuries before French explorers and fur traders began to explore this region. The entire River Valley is full of Indian burial mounds and other Native American points of interest, including sites of many battles between various tribes and French fur traders, American militia and early settlers.

Other historic highlights include the sites of the Lincoln-Douglas debates, the Lewis and Clark sites commemorating their preparations and initiation of their expedition near the confluence of the Missouri and the Mississippi Rivers, the battlefields of Vicksburg and sites of other Civil War Battles on and along the River, the Mississippi Delta region where the globally popular form of music known as the Blues was founded, the sites of the intriguing and controversial incidents surrounding early Mormon settlements along the River, the sites of many old forts that were built along the banks of the River over the past 300 years, and the famous Shawmut Battlefield where the Battle of New Orleans was waged during the War of 1812.

The changes I observed in The River itself were fascinating. North of the Twin Cities it is one of thousands of beautiful lakes and rivers that make that area a resort destination for countless cottagers and tourists. I saw my first of several large scale hydrolectric power plants on the River near St. Cloud, Minnesota; and further south in St. Paul the River becomes a major source of commercial barge transportation. The River maintains its recreational character south of the Twin Cities in little resort towns like Pepin and Trempeleau, Wisconsin, Lansing, Iowa and Lake City, Minnesota (the birthplace of waterskiing). The last of 29 lock and dams in the northern part of the River is in St. Louis. St. Louis is somewhat of a line of demarcation in the character of the River.

The tiny little creek that starts in the Headwaters in northern Minnesota can be a raging beast south of St. Louis. Flooding is controlled, to the extent possible, by a vast levee system that extends the length of the River south of St. Louis. Fed by major tributaries, such as the Missouri, the Ohio, the Arkansas and the Illinois Rivers, the river widens to over a mile in width and is up to 200 feet deep in places. People who live near the River know well the springs of major flooding (such as 1927, 1937, 1973 and 2011)and the devastation wrought by floods.

I witnessed myself the devastation occasioned by 2011 floods. The River level rose by more than 60 feet in parts of Mississippi and Arkansas. The levees sustained some damage from water seepage but generally held well. A lot of work was being done to repair and fortify parts of the levees and the roads on top of the levees as I rode through Mississippi. And the few campgrounds and resorts that were located inside the levee were completely destroyed by flood waters this spring.

In Louisiana, the Army Corps of Engineers has constructed enormous dams in an attempt to make sure that no more than 30% of the River's voluminous waterflow is diverted to the Achafalaya River bed. This is necessary to assure that major communities like New Orleans and Baton Rouge that rely on the River for commerce, water supply, electrical power, tourism and transportation are protected. Left to its own devices, the River would divert itself into the Achafalaya River bed in order to follow its more direct route to the Gulf of Mexico.

Even the abundant wildlife in and along the River evolved as I traveled southward. As I mentioned in this blog, the predominant roadkill changed from raccoon to armadillos. Bears are present in many areas along the River, but I have to admit that I never saw one (although I did see from a distance what could have been a black bear lumber across a remote region of the Paul Bunyan Trail south of Bemidji - of course, it could also have been a large raccoon). I also did not see an alligator in the southern bayous, but I know they were there along with wild boars, water moccasins and other interesting creatures foreign to Minnesota. Throughout the ride I chose my campsites carefully and kept food away from my tent!

The towns along the River are what initially drew me to want explore the entire River Valley on bicycle. I moved to the Twin Cities over twenty years ago and became fascinated with the little River towns of Minnesota and Wisconsin on the Upper Mississippi like Little Falls, Hastings, Pepin, Red Wing, Trempeleau, Winona, Wabasha and Onalaska. I decided about ten years ago that I wanted to visit these and the scores of other small towns along the entire length of the River on a bicycle. These diverse River towns and their residents were the essence of my trip.

Many towns along the River still celebrate their most famous citizens ranging in notoriety from Mark Twain in Hannibal, Missouri to E.C. Segar, the Chester, Illinois cartoonist who gave life to Popeye. And many like St. Genevieve, MO and Helena, AR seem on the surface to have changed relatively little since Mark Twain published "Life on the Mississippi" over 100 years ago.

But a lot has changed. Farming is and has for centuries been the predominant way of life in the fertile land along the River. Agricultural products grown in the River Valley range from corn, wheat and soybeans to cotton and sugar cane.


Farming in the River Valley has changed dramatically over the past 40 years. Family farms of 5,000 acres or less that each employed over 100 workers have largely disappeared. Large farming corporations are rapidly buying up farm land. Corporate farms today are often over 50,000 acres. These farms employ modern, efficient and expensive equipment that replaces much of the need for manual labor. No longer is there need for the tens of thousands of sharecroppers and hired hands that used to work the many small family farms along the River. Consequently, there has been a huge exodus of people from many of the small farming communities along the River. Some of these once flourishing communities are now little more than River ghost towns.

Ironically, at a time when prices for farm land and agricultural commodities are at or near an all time high, the poverty in the agricultural regions along the River is amazing. The large corporate farms are prospering, but many small towns along the River are dying. There are very few jobs for people who choose to stay in many of these towns. There are River towns like St. Genevieve, MO, Galena, IL, La Crosse, WI, Natchez, MS, Quincy, IL, New Roads, LA and Muscatine, IA that remain relatively prosperous; but they are the exception.


In many of the poorer small River towns, there are no expensive homes at all and unemployment is evidently the norm. There is an abundance of mobile homes, some of which are pretty dilapidated and, I am sure, are over 40 years old. They made me think of John Steinbeck's discussion about how impressed he was with the practicality and explosion in popularity of mobile homes in his classic book from the early 60s, "Travels with Charlie."

Many of these small towns have historic downtown districts that are almost completely boarded up. I was told by someone I met in a southern state that there were no longer any schools in the county, but there was still a school superintendent. The superintendent was well paid, but was responsible only for assuring that all of the children in that county were bused to schools in neighboring counties.


The major metropolitan areas along the River - the Twin Cities, the Quad Cities, St. Louis, Memphis and New Orleans - all seem to be doing reasonably well from an economic standpoint in view of the tough economic conditions that have gripped this country over the past five years. There appears to be somewhat of an industrial base remaining in all of these communities, much of which is directly or indirectly related to agriculture. All have undertaken great efforts to beautify their Riverfront and each has a very well developed bicycle trail system along the River.



People who live along the River, even in the poorest areas, appear to me to be very content and to lead happy lives. From the vantage point of a bicyclist, there seemed to be an inverse correlation between the amount of apparent wealth in a community and the amount of socializing people seemed to be doing. At least it seemed to me that there were a lot more casual parties and outdoor gatherings taking place in the less prosperous areas. There were a lot of beautiful neighborhoods I rode through without seeing a single resident outdoors.



I will close out this blog by answering by way of top ten lists the two most common questions I have been asked about my trip since I returned home.


The 10 "Coolest" Things I Experienced on My Trip


1. New Orleans (a world class tourist town with wonders that extend well beyond the French Quarter -- including great dining (Brunch at Court of Two Sisters), live music (Rebirth Brass Band at Tipatinos) and other things that I did on this trip such as the National WWII Museum, the Garden District, Shawmut Battlefield, the Riverfront (Jax Brewery, St Peter's Cathedral, Cafe du Monde, etc.) the magnificent Uptown district, the St Charles Trolley.... The City has made a remarkable recovery from Katrina!)


2. Memphis (Beale Street, Graceland, Stax Records, Sun Studios, the Lorraine Motel and a host of other interesting historic and modern attractions)


3. The King Biscuit Blues Festival in Helena, Arkansas (opened my eyes to the fascinating history and richness of this form of music -- I will return)


4. The Hot Air Balloon Festival in Natchez, Mississippi -- What a gorgeous town and fun filled festival!)


5. Paul Bunyan and Great Heartland Trails in Northern Minnesota -- over 100 miles of paved trail bicycling at its best!


6. Natchez Trace in Mississippi -- Road bicycling at its best!


7. Hannibal, Missouri -- If you like Mark Twain (and who doesn't?), this town is a must see.


8. Arts and Crafts Show in Reelfoot Lake, Tennessee -- If you think all arts and crafts shows are the same, you haven't been to this one.


9. Lake Pepin -- Close to home, but I never get tired of this beautiful, 20-mile long expansion of the River and the quaint Minnesota and Wisconsin towns that border it.


10. Nauvoo, Illinois -- Fascinating history behind this little known community and the geode festival south of Nauvoo was incredible.


10.A. The Vicksburg Battlefield -- Amazing statues, fascinating military history, and gorgeous, historic town.


The 10 Things That Surprised Me Most on My Trip:


1. That I actually completed the trip without any major physical or other problems of any kind!


2. The consistent courtesy and kindness shown to me by motorists and other people I met throughout the trip.


3. The natural beauty (and hills!) of northeast Iowa


4. The richness of the blues culture of the Mississippi Delta region


5. Seeing Davina and the Vagabonds, one of my favorite Twin Cities bands, at the Rum Boogie Cafe on Beale Street in Memphis


6. The ferociousness of the River and the vast wilderness bordering it south of St. Louis (flooding, deep forests and exotic wildlife)


7. The consistently beautiful weather I experienced - only 1.5 days of rain -- every other day was like a beautiful July day in Minnesota


8. That I encountered only one other long distance bicycle tourist on my entire ride


9. That I enjoyed the physical aspect of the trip as much as I did. This was supposed to be a once in a lifetime experience for me. I had contemplated selling my bicycle on consignment in New Orleans when I was finished; but I liked it so much that I am now planning other long distance bicycle tours in years to come. Bicycling is a great way to travel!


10. This is a tie among four things of which I had absolutely no knowledge despite living in the Midwest for most of my life: a) the fascinating Mormon history of Nauvoo, IL; b) the unique geode rich area near Hamilton, IL; c) the interesting story of the rise and fall of the pearl button industry in Muscatine, IA; and d) the gorgeous Munsinger Gardens in St. Cloud, MN.


I have visited all 50 states and dozens of countries all around the world. But I would have to say that my bicycle journey along the Mississippi River was the trip of a lifetime for me. One of the biggest life lessons I took away from this trip is that there is incredible beauty and fascinating history all around us. We just have to slow down and take note of all of the great things in our own backyard!

The Engine

Going into this ride I will admit to having had some concerns about whether I could stay healthy throughout the ride. I was particularly concerned about tendonitis and other overuse injuries to the knees and other lower joints. My plan was to do the ride in sections if I suffered any serious injury. I am happy to report that I feel great and had no significant joint problems. I also am fortunate to have had no problems with illness. I took vitamins daily, which probably offset some dietary deficiencies.

I managed to lose about 15 pounds over the course of the ride, but I think a lot of that weight loss is due to upper body strength. I am looking forward to getting back into swimming and redeveloping the upper body strength. And I am hoping that my legs will stay strong for skiing this winter!

THE END OF THE ROAD!!!

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My Wife, Sheila

Almost everyone who has met me over the course of the past six weeks, has looked at the ring on my finger and asked what my wife thinks of this adventure. It definitely would be one of the first questions I would ask if I were them. I think my answer surprises them.

I have been talking about doing this ride and doing research around it for over ten years. So Sheila has had to endure listening to me talk about it periodically for years. Our original plan was to do it in September and October of 2013, at which time we would be transitioning to empty nester status. In typical fashion, Sheila had offered to serve as my sag wagon in a support vehicle. As we were driving home from dropping our daughter, Megan, off at college in August I asked what she would think if I pushed up the timetable for the ride by two years and go it alone. I was somewhat surprised at, and maybe even a little concerned about
:-), how supportive she was of the idea. She said that she knew I had been dreaming of this ride for years and that if I had a chance to do it now, I should. So I did.

I don't think many spouses in Sheila's position would even grudgingly approve of a trip like this trip by their spouse at this time of life, let alone enthusiastically support it. Sheila works more than full time, and I know she had to make a lot of sacrifices to accommodate this ultimate boondoggle.

Thank you so much for making this dream come true, Sheila. I can't wait to get home to see you!!

Total Relaxation

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Campaign Fever!

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Hurry up and take the picture!!

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Happy Deep Sea Fisherman

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Thanks, Laura and Kate!

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Nice Haul!

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Day 44 - Port Sulphur, LA to Venice, LA (45 Miles - DONE!)

Today was a marvelous conclusion to my long journey. Weatherwise, it was another gorgeous day. Forty-three of the past forty-four days have been perfect or near perfect weather conditions where I have been. The only thing that I brought on my trip that I did not use at all was a hooded poncho.

When Bob and I went to breakfast at the Woodland Plantation B & B at which we stayed last night we learned that it was until very recently the plantation depicted on the label of Southern Comfort whiskey bottles. We wandered around the grounds and the lodgings after breakfast. It really is a beautiful place.

Today is election day in Louisiana. I have been amazed by how interested and involved the citizens of Louisiana are in the democratic election process. Every single government position in Louisiana at all levels of government seems to be an elected position (tax assessor, tax collector, county clerk, judiciary clerks, traffic court judges, etc.). There are more yard signs down here than I can ever remember seeing anywhere and people seem truly engaged in the races. For example, they seem to know and care about the elections of local district court judges. In Minnesota, many of the judiciary races are uncontested and most people, including even many lawyers, know little or nothing about many of the candidates.

Not surprisingly, election day seems to be a great excuse to have a party in Louisiana. We passed a number of roadside parties where campaign workers were hoisting signs for passing motorists to see, cooking barbecue, and, generally, having a lot of spirited fun. We stopped at one of these parties being hosted by campaign workers for a candidate for district court judge, and I waved the candidate's sign while the organizer tended to the barbecue. Within moments someone handed me a cell phone and I found myself talking with the candidate himself. He was the former district attorney in Placquemine Parish and we had an enjoyable conversation. Based on that conversation and things I heard about him from the campaign workers, he impressed me as a very articulate, intelligent, experienced and amiable attorney. He asked if I would send him a photo of myself holding the sign for inclusion in his campaign scrapbook. I think about 3/4 of the passing motorists honked their horns approvingly and gave me a thumbs up; so based on my very unscientific poll I am thinking he probably won. :-)

The southernmost part of Louisiana is very pretty and economically vibrant. The river and bayous widen in this area and the land narrows to less than a mile wide as the mouth of the River approaches. There is a lot of waterfowl and the bayous are full of cypress trees. The oil industry has brought a lot of prosperity to this region, and so has shrimping and commercial and recreational fishing. It also serves as the gathering point for tow boat pilots on the River. There is a lot of temporary lodging, restaurants and bars to serve their needs.

There deep sea fishing is excellent and the fishing boats we saw returning to port were full of very large tuna, red fish, trout, and other types of fish. I spoke with a deep sea fisherman who told me that they tended to fish 60-90 miles offshore in about 6,000 feet of water and they routinely catch big game fish, including marlin and swordfish. There was a very festive atmosphere around the docks as the fishing boats returned in mid-afternoon with their catches.

Bob's sister, Laura, and niece, Kate, did us the enormous favor of driving down from New Orleans to meet us at the end of the ride and give us (and our bikes) a ride back to Bob's parents' home New Orleans. But before returning we had a very nice celebratory lunch at one of the seafood restaurants at the marina near Venice. Thank you, Laura and Kate!

When we arrived back at Bob's parents' house and were unloading the bikes and equipment, we saw noted left wing political commentator and New Orleans native James Carville returning home from a jog. We did not catch a glimpse of his equally famous, slightly less flamboyant, right wing spouse Mary Matalin.

Last night Bob and I celebrated a little more by going out to hear some music at the famous Tipitinas nightclub in Uptown. It was a nice way to cap off a fabulous day and a tremendous trip.

I looked at my odometer as I finished the ride and noticed that the entire trip was almost exactly 2,400 miles. The ride and the nomadic lifestyle I have been leading for the past six weeks has become a very comfortable way of life for me. Were it not for the fact that I miss my family and friends in Minnesota tremendously, I would gladly turn around and ride back up the river.
I am afraid, though, that the weather may not be so cooperative were I to do that!! :-)

I will add a few more posts addressing topics about which I constantly get questions, and then wrap this blog up. I to go back to read it myself from time to time and re-live this unbelievable journey. I may even add detail to some of the posts that made in my tent from my cell phone.

Friday, October 21, 2011

Trick or Treat

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Bob's Boyhood Residence Near Tulane and Loyola Universities

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With Bob in front of St. Louis Cathedral

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Bob at Shawmut Battlefield

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Church Turned Bar at Our B& B in Port Sulphur

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Day 43 - New Orleans, LA to Port Sulphur, LA (55 Miles)

Bob and I started our day with a ride through New Orleans to Cafe Dumonde near Jackson Square for beignets and cafe au lait. After that we proceeded to the Shawmut Battlefield, where the Battle of New Orleans was fought at the conclusion of the War of 1812.

Our ride took us past several plantations and citrus orchards to Port Sulphur. We are staying in a bed and breakfast tonight before setting out tomorrow morning to ride the final 45 miles of the MRT to the southernmost point in Louisiana where through River empties into the Gulf of Mexico!
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Robert E. Lee Statue in Lee Circle

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Next to a Higgins Boat

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Day 42 - Play Day in New Orleans (0 Miles!)

Had a very enjoyable and relaxing day in New Orleans. Spent over 4 hours at the National WWII Museum near Lee's Circle. The Museum opened in 2000 and is probably the best WWII Museum in the country today. It came about largely due to the tireless efforts and inspiration of historian Stephen Ambrose, major motion picture director Steven Spielburg and actor Tom Hanks. It now includes a terrific theatre that has a great production. The museum itself has several distinct wings dedicated to different aspects of the war, including the war in the Pacific, D-Day, the war in Europe, and the domestic situation in the U.S. in the years leading up to the war and during the war. It is a magnificent museum that is not well known to many Americans because it is so new. It is located here in New Orleans because Andrews Jackson Higgins of New Orleans designed the Higgins Boat that was used so successfully in D-Day and all of the other landings throughout the war in Asia and Europe. The boat was designed and manufactured here. Dwight Eisenhower told Steven Ambrose that we would not have won the war were it not for Steven Higgins, which is why they decided to locate the museum here.

I also enjoyed wandering around the Garden District and taking the trolley down St. Charles Ave. This is a tremendously interesting and unique city that is one of my favorite places to visit.

Bob arrived last night and we had a fun dinner with two of his sisters, a nephew, and brother in law who live down here. We leave on the last leg of our trip tomorrow morning. Bob's sister, Laura, has volunteered to pick us up when we finish on Saturday afternoon. We will be staying in a B&B tomorrow night.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Who dat?!?

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Going It Alone

I have often been asked what possessed me to make this journey alone. The simple answer is that I knew no one who had both the time and desire to do it with me. I mistakenly assumed I would hook up with others doing all or part of the MRT. I did ride with a number of riders in the large metropolitan areas who were out for the day and rode for a few hours with me; but I did not meet anyone else who was doing all, or even a part, of the MRT.

As with everything, there have been advantages and disadvantages to going solo. There were many lonely stretches where it would have been nice to have had company. And it probably would be safer to have done this with others. But I know that I would not have taken the initiative to meet nearly as many wonderful people had I done this with a group or even another person. And going solo permitted me to do exactly what I wanted to do without making any compromises to accommodate anyone else's needs or desires. On balance, I am glad that I did it alone. But I am excited to have my friend Bob join me for the conclusion of the trip.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Lunch Stop - B&C Seafood - More Interesting Louisianans

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Harvesting Sugar Cane

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Oak Alley Plantation

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Horn? I KNEW I forgot something!

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The Huey P. Long Bridge in New Orleans

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With Gene at Cooter Brown's

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Bill and Bonnie Conway

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Day 41 - Donaldsonville, LA to New Orleans, LA (77 Miles)

Temperatures finally dropped last night and I enjoyed a nice tail wind today for the first time in at least a month! Nice ride along the River Road. Went past a number of old plantations dating back to the 18th and early part of the 19th century, including the famous Oak Alley.

After crossing the River on the Edgard/Reserve Ferry followed by about 14 miles of white knuckled riding through some gnarly traffic, I had a great ride into New Orleans on the Levee Trail. The Levee Trail offered great views of the River and New Orleans and surrounding metropolitan area. And it was great way to avoid the traffic!

Upon arriving in New Orleans I stopped to get my bearings at a bar known as Cooter Brown's located near St. Charles Ave. and the Leveel Trail. There I met Gene, an art dealer who is a native of New Orleans who splits time between Santa Monica, CA and New Orleans. Gene gave me a very warm welcome to the Crescent City.

I am staying tonight at the home of my friend Bob Conway's parents, Bill and Bonnie, who live near Tulane University. Bill and Bonnie are very gracious hosts and we spent a long time talking about a wide range of things related to the River, bridges over the River, and the City of New Orleans.

Bob will be joining me here tomorrow evening for the conclusion of this journey. That means a play day for me in the Big Easy tomorrow! I am planning to eat well and to visit the outstanding World War II museum near Lee Circle.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Constant reminders that roads are dangerous....

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Old Paddlewheeler

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If the White House were in Louisiana it might look something like this.

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The Smallest Chapel in The World

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Day 40 - Plaquemine, Louisiana to Donaldsonville, Louisiana (41 Miles)

I shipped all of my camping equipment back home today. I only have two or three riding days and two nights left to go. Amtrak will allow me to take on board only my boxed bicycle and a small carry on bag, so I had to send most of my things back; and it was easier to do that in Placquemine than it would have been in New Orleans.

Camping has been a very important facet of this trip. I have met many very nice people in campgrounds and I have really enjoyed the outdoors. Moreover, carrying camping gear and food has made me pretty self sufficient and given me a feeling of liberation. So an important aspect of my trip is now over.

Everyone down here in southern Louisiana is talking about the cold front that is moving in this afternoon and tomorrow. The local paper labeled the forecast for tomorrow as "Super Cold" - daytime high tomorrow of only 68 degrees and lows tonight in the low 40s!!

Tomorrow I enter the Big Easy. I will be staying with my friend Bob Conway's parents tomorrow night. Bob arrives in New Orleans on Thursday night. We will be leaving on Friday morning for the southernmost point in Louisiana, which is about 95 miles south of New Orleans.

Monday, October 17, 2011

Cardell and Schowanda, delightful owners of Holla Back Wings & Things in Plaquemine, LA

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Action Shot!

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More Southern Comfort - New Roads, Louisiana

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You meet some interesting people on the road!

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Southern Comfort!

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Thanks, Dave!

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Day 39 - New Roads, Louisiana to Plaquemine, Louisiana (52 Miles)

Nice ride past some gorgeous plantations this morning. Also had a beautiful ride this afternoon beneath a canopy of live oak trees along an alligator infested bayou.

My tire problem was solved by Dave from Dave's Bicycle Repair (ph. 225-924-4337), who is from Baton Rouge and makes mobile repairs. He brought me some new, heavy duty tires and I am set to go.

Dave is also going to help me with boxing my bike and bringing it and me to the train station for my return home next week. He is a touring cyclist himself and a real gem of a guy.

I had a nice conversation this afternoon with a gentleman who lived near the bayou. I inquired about alligators and he told me that he and his wife enjoy watching alligators swim down the river from their front porch while they have their morning coffee. He said if they get too "friendly" he throws stones at them to drive them back to the bayou. He volunteered a story about a kid throwing a stick at an alligator in the bayou and the neighbor's dog jumping in to fetch the stick. He said he was glad that the dog escaped unharmed but that it would have been "fun to watch" if the alligator had caught the dog.

I keep thinking about the advice I was given up river about zigzagging in the unlikely event that an alligator were to start to chase me....

I had a wonderful meal and a very enjoyable conversation tonight with Cardell and Schowanda, owners of Holla Back Hot Wings & Things here in Plaquemine.

More Fisherfolks!

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Sugar Cane!

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Day 38 - Vidalia, Louisiana to New Roads, Louisiana (87 Miles)

Long hot ride today. It is still summer down here! I shipped my cold weather clothing back to Minnesota so my load is a little lighter. Hopefully this nice Louisiana summer weather will last at least through the weekend, by which time I will have completed my journey.

The most interesting feature of the ride today was the large dams I passed that are operated by the U.S. Corps of Engineers. The dams are designed to see to it that The River does not take any shortcuts on its journey to the Gulf of Mexico. The Atchafalaya River takes a much more direct route to the Gulf and for years more and more water from the River was diverting to the Atchafalya. (I do understand the water's impatience to get to the Gulf faster! :-)) Well, the threat of the River changing course entirely presented a real threat to the folks in Baton Rouge and New Orleans who relay heavily on the River for a wide variety of things ranging from drinking water to hydroelectric power. So the U.S. Corps of Engineers constructed and operate these huge dams that assure that only 30% of the River's water is diverted to the Atchafalaya.

Much of the ride today was along the levee. The River this year rose by over 60 feet, making it the largest River flood since at least 1927! The levee held, but much of the levee in Mississippi and Louisiana is under repair. And anything inside of the levee (such as the campground I stayed at last night) was seriously flooded this spring and summer.

I apparently hit a stone on a rough patch of the road today and it cut a hole in the sidewall of my tire exposing the tube. There is no way I will be able to finish the ride without replacing that tire, so I will need to take care of that tomorrow.

I met some guys when I pulled in for the night who were on a traveling crew that works on water cooling systems for heated water discharged from power plants and other industrial uses. They were cooking a wonderful southern feast that included alligator, chicken, pork and boudin. They invited me to join them for a great meal. Thanks to James, Kevin, Frankie James and the rest of the crew for the fantastic food and companionship.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

More Mounds

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Beautiful Downtown Natchez

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State 10 of 10!

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Day 37 - Natchez State Park, Mississippi to Vidalia, Louisiana (21 Miles)

I was invited to have breakfast this morning with my exceptionally friendly campground neighbors, Chris and Beth. Then I met and rode a bit with some nice cyclists on the last stretch of the Natchez Trace Parkway this morning.

Arrived in lovely downtown Natchez just in time to watch the second half of the UM v MSU football game. I had intended to go further, but this is just such a great town and the gumbo and fried oysters tasted so good.... I was meeting great people at the bar and having such a good time -- and then Michigan went and lost the game. Dagnubbit!

This just happens to be the weekend of the annual hot air balloon festival, which is one of the two or three biggest celebrations of the year in Natchez. So here in downtown Natchez this weekend there are bands, street dancing, lots of fun loving people from Louisiana and Mississippi having a good time, etc. All the campgrounds and motels in Natchez are completely full, but the good people who operate the campground across the river here in Vidalia were willing to take my money ($22 for a rustic campsite!!)and squeeze me in for the night.

Shortly after I left the Natchez State Park this morning I took a short side trip over to see the Emerald Temple Mound, which was built and used by Native Americans between 1300 and 1600 AD. It includes the second tallest mound in North America.

Late this afternoon I entered Louisiana, the tenth and final state on the Mississippi River Trail. I have been warned repeatedly that Louisiana, in general, and New Orleans, in particular, is not very bicycle friendly. So I need to be especially careful on this last leg of my journey.

Tonight I am going to try to hitch a ride back and forth across the bridge (safer than riding my bicycle back across the bridge for sure) and take part in the evening's festivities in Natchez. Tomorrow I have a long ride before reaching anywhere I can spend the night. But it is supposed to be a wonderful ride with minimal traffic and lots of waterfowl and other wildlife.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Claim to Fame

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Courthouse built in 1845 - Port Gibson, MS - the town Gen. Grant declared was "too beautiful to burn"

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Lunch Stop Today - Port Gibson

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Natchez Trace Parkway - No shoulder, no traffic, no problem!

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Day 36 - Vicksburg, Mississippi to Natchez State Park, Mississippi (69 Miles)

Sensational ride down the Natchez Trace Parkway today. This is a bicyclist's dream - beautiful scenery, little to no traffic, and nice points of interest along the way. The full Parkway runs 440 miles from Nashville to Natchez. It was originally a Native American trail and was used extensively by farmers from the Ohio Valley in the
he 19th century as a return route by farmers in the Ohio Valley who floated produce on rafts to southern port cities on the River. The full Parkway is now on my bicycling "to do" list.

Crossed the 2,000 mile mark today. Sadly, the end is in sight. But I am very excited about seeing family and friends back home. I made reservations on Amtrak to take the train home via Chicago later this month. Should be a great way to conclude this adventure. But first I get to pedal across Louisiana!

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Almost 17,000 Union soldiers are buried here.

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Confederate Stronghold

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I just asked these girls if they would TAKE a picture of me.

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In front of the Shirley House, used as a military headquarters and hospital by Union soldiers. It is the only original building remaining in the Military Park.

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Day 35 Vicksburg National Military Park Bike Tour (17 Miles)

Spent a "rest" day touring the Vicksburg Battlefield that was the site of Gen. Grant's seige of Vicksburg in 1863. Would have preferred a walking tour, but the tour is 16 miles of constant hills, so cycling was my best option. There were hundreds of monuments and statues commemorating the battles and the soldiers who fought them, including impressive monuments erected by each state in honor of the soldiers from that state.

The history of the campaign and seige was quite interesting and the historical markers indicated exactly where all of the key developments took place in the course of the seige. The museums at the visitor center and U.S.S. Cairo Museum featuring the recovered remains of the Union Gunboat sunk by an electronically detonated mine were very informative and interesting. And, of course, the military cemetery was very poignant.

I am very excited about riding the historic Trace Natchez trail tomorrow. Hoping to meet some other touring cyclists on the trail and to camp at the Natchez State Park campground tomorrow night.

My friend, Bob Conway, who is originally from New Orleans, is going to meet me next Thursday night in New Orleans and ride with me to the mouth of The River 95 miles south of New Orleans.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Rumble Strip - What's A Bicyclist To Do?

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Mississippi Fisherperson

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The Long and Winding Road!

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Day 34 - Chotard Lake, Mississippi to Vicksburg, Mississippi (44 Miles)

Very pretty ride today through the woods of eastern Mississippi. This is a sportsman's paradise. The Manning Brothers (Peyton and Eli) were among the many outdoorsmen who came to the Chotard Landing Resort every year until they bought their own place in this area last year.

i arrived at a motel this afternoon in Vicksburg only minutes before a serious thunderstorm rolled through the area. The forecast for tomorrow and the next week is outstanding. i have been blessed with amazing weather on this trip.

The amount of Civil War history in Vicksburg is overwhelming. i went to the visitor's center this afternoon and will be spending all day tomorrow exploring this historic and beautiful city.

More Tangled Family Tales

Down here not all skeletons are in the closet. Some are walking around.

i was talking with a person the other day (hereafter referred to as "my friend") who was showing me some photographs. One of the photographs included a family member whom my friend identified as my friend's brother's son. For clarity, i asked whether that meant he was my friend's nephew. My friend was not sure. You see, my friend's brother got to "messing around" with my friend's stepmother's sister. One thing led to another and, well, you know the rest of the story.

This story seems similar to some of the stories i heard in bars up north.

No swimming for me!

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Flood of 1927

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