25 of 83 miles
A severe weather front moved through the area today with high winds, pelting rain, hail, lightening, and tornado warnings. After 25 miles in stiff headwinds with very strong gusts, I loaded my bike on the van and jumped in just as the raindrops began to pick up with ominous clouds on the horizon ahead.
Under other conditions, the route would have been quite scenic as the country roads passed through farmland, primarily rice fields and crawfish farms. In its own way, it was eerily beautiful, reminding me of how I enjoy watching the weather move in from the west from our hilltop in New Hampshire.
The positive aspect of a biking day cut short is an early arrival at the hotel. Being Easter Sunday, most businesses were in lock down mode. However, we did find a restaurant open for Easter buffet. I particularly enjoyed the corn crab bisque.
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Lake charles, louisiana - right out of Cripple Creek by the Band.
Are you by any chance passing through East Feliciana Parish? That's where CORE was going to send us before the three boys got killed in Mississippi. We were sent in to replace them, and it probably saved our lives. Meridian was swarming with FBI agents and everyone was on their best behavior. The Feliciana parishes, on the other hand, were a total Leander Perez-style backwater,and they're probably still lomging for a good lynching.
your trip sounds far more grueling than i assumed it would be; what a champ!! Next year you'll be leading the trip, and all the way, unlike that leader who deserted you on the windswept texas plains.
love and awe, sib
Hi Carole,
I'm so impressed! I would be face down flat on the road by now.
Texas must have seemed like forever, but you did have some great photos.
Keep on truckin'.
xoxo Judy W.
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