Heading out in 2015: Day Two

Most things in my RV are working fine this Sunday Morning save for its owner. There’s a yellow warbler bubbling outside and a Field Sparrow giving his bouncing call. Finally got myself organized around 9 and drove up to Newton to get gasoline--$2.26.9 there at both stations. The pump worked once the attendant woke up. Seems like there was light rain overnight or a heavy dew. Early morning fog burned off and the sun came out. The route headed North from town before turning East into Louisiana. Louisiana secondary roads seemed narrow after the Interstates I’ve been traveling. Aside from the heat today’s drive just seemed long. I listened to more CBC Movie Review Podcasts with Eli Glasner and Grammar Girl. Passed a family out for a ride in a horse and wagon and snickered at the thought of anyone going to Hicks High School. Somehow I was surprised when I finally arrived at Vidalia and crossed the Mississippi into Natchez. Stopped at the tourist bureau Tourist Reception Centre to be exact. Early season help didn’t seem very well informed.

Had some trouble finding the start of the Natchez Trace which seems to have been reconfigured since I last drove it and my GPS was programmed. The Soil around here is a brilliant orange, it almost glows, and the Trace pavement reflects that colouration. The gal at the information centre informed me that she couldn’t sell me the Trace Guide because the power was out. After I expressed polite frustration she sold me her personal copy! Speed limit on the trace is 50 mph which seems to me to be an increase. Fifty-five miles on found a drive-through campsite at Rocky Springs Campground and turned on my generator to heat my coffee.

Starting North: 2015

Starting out it never seems possible but the mileage on my rig says I have and I can. Got everything into the RV and unplugged my landline at 6:00 AM before setting off. Stayed on the 290 Frontage Road until the Toll Road ran out. When sunrise began blinding me stopped at Denny’s in Hempstead for breakfast. Change of shift and the staff all behaved like zombies--were they hungover from a party the night before? The washroom was in an appalling state. Mind you when my food order finally arrived it was as ordered and properly prepared. The Bold Coffee was brewed after I ordered it but the cream seemingly was still in the cow. Read my comix as I waited as the Wi-Fi worked and my password seemed to be good from previous uses.

Surprise 290 becomes Toll Road 99 north of Houston. Built since my GPS or my Microsoft Map. Was on it before I even realized and discovered there are no toll booths. With no idea how else to get there stayed with it. The Belt Way around Houston is another toll road--curse you Toll Road Perry!

Highway 69 was quiet though one could wish they’d select a speed and stick with it. It varied from 30 in small towns all the way up to 75 in places. I saw gas priced as low as $2.05 and as high as $2.35. I’ll have to fill up tomorrow morning on my way out before I cross into Louisiana. Should have done it on my way in but you know how it is.

Quiet night at Whispering Creek. Slow start Sunday Morning. My coffeemaker still makes fantastic Joe.