We arrived in Rosepine after a solid seventeen hours of driving! Today was pretty uneventful—we ate Subway only a hundred miles before stopping for gas next to a Cajun seafood hole-in-the-wall that looked awesome. Such is life, however, when you’re trying to make miles, quick food is the need at that point.
These long days are hard but still wonderful; I’m so happy I came. We’ll go an hour not talking but it feels good to be rolling down the road observing the country around you. Of course, this way of traveling also reminds me how much I can’t wait until the next time we’re able to just cruise at our own speed so I can stop to hold the baby alligators at the tourist trap, eat awesome food, and poke around small towns.
We got up and hit the road this morning trying to be sure and miss Jazz Fest traffic. We cruised right on out of Louisiana and into Mississippi. We didn’t find much to do along I-10…we tried to check out the Mississippi Sandhill Crane wildlife refuge…but it’s closed on Sunday. In Alabama we didn’t find much to do either–we got gas and continued on to Florida.
Then we hit Florida. We checked out Blackwater River State Park–that doesn’t let dogs on the beach. Fortunately, we’d seen some other people cut off on a road prior to the park that wound through the pines and popped out on the river just east of the park. Sprocket did some more swimming and Forrest and I enjoyed the sunshine. Some Floridians had lots of suggestions of places to party and they were quite nice to Mr. Wiggles.
Pushing east on I-10, we picked up lunch at Whattaburger in Clearview and set out for Chattahoochee. After a walk around the city park we decided to push through Tallahassee before stopping for the night.