TOD (Day 2) MS to AL to TN
At 3:45pm, somewhere along the scenic Natchez Trace Parkway, we officially entered the State of Tennessee. A huge king-sized mattress of a storm cloud hovered over us for a while; but it never posed any real threat except for a few sprinkles. In fact, for the entire day we were blessed with great weather, even some sunshine, compared to that seven-hour rain that just wouldn’t quit yesterday.
In the morning, we left Clinton around 8:45 am and got back right where we left off on the Natchez Trace the day before. Imbued in the full glory of the misty morning daylight, the Trace was magnificent. If I hadn’t mentioned already yesterday, just think of Natchez Trace as a 444-mile-long National Park of some sort, beautifully landscaped, the undulating curves, twisting and turning, manipulated by the topography with help from the engineers to reveal the best of what the geography of the area has to offer. For times, I thought that I was in front, or could be inside of a life-sized high-definition television, just taking in the moving views, one-frame-at-a-time. On top of that, there is a radar-enforced speed limit of only 50-mph (we averaged about 55 though), so no need to hurry but to slow down and enjoy the scenery. Best of all, there is absolutely no commercial traffic allowed, that means no 18-wheelers, no UPS vans, no ice cream trucks of any sort. Just your passenger cars, pick-ups, scooters, motorcycles, and occasionally bicycles. Speaking of bicycles, when we left Clinton, there were so many bicyclists on the Trace and people exercising along the jogging trails in the parks…very active lifestyle is definitely going on here, just thought I would mention that.
The temperature today did get around to the lower 90’s but it wasn’t too bad. Around noon, I tend to get a little drowsy since I normally take a quick power nap after lunch before resuming work, so I was struggling a bit to keep up. Kind of wished our fearless leader Andrew (the man with the GPS) would grant (me) more regular stops; but he had a schedule to keep so we could push on and I am all for that, too, so that was that. After all, in eight-and-a-half hours and 323-miles later, we not only managed to safely reach Lawrenceburg, TN (yeah, they named it after someone), found rooms at another Best Western, we also crossed over from Mississippi to Alabama to Tennessee, and nearly missed three road-crossing deer, one wild-turkey-in-a-hurry, and some calculating hungry buzzards.
When I looked up around seven at the huge glowing sign at Shoney’s next door and it read,”Seafood & Steak All You Can Eat And More Tonight”, the decision for supper was sealed.
We will not complete the entire Natchez Trace Parkway (to Nashville) to the minor dismay of some; but for tomorrow, we head east, destination: Tellico Plains. To be continued…