Aiming for the trading Post outside of Jackson on the Natchez to stop for the night (yes, I changed plans again.)
$5 camping and home cooked meal… I’ll take it!
A Mississippi dept of corrections officer pulled up along side me earlier today and we chatted while I pedaled down the road, then he handed me these crackers, said, “don’t worry, I’m a police officer,” just before he sped off.
