Goodbye Louisiana, Hello Mississippi and Alabama

Yesterday, Saturday, April 4th, riding in Mississippi, I had good roads though with no shoulder but the surface, weather and traffic were excellent.  The dogs though proved something else.  The first experience were two rottweilers within a fenced area.  Both came charging towards me at the front of the fence along the road. Luckily they fought each for first place for best scarring place. Then I came across another set of dogs behind a fence except the fence did not contain them. The most determined "I'll tear you apart growling barker" was a nursing mother, if she had been a mother bear protecting her young I would have been toast.

We camped at Shepard Municipal State Park on a tidal marsh, outside of Gautier, Mississippi. This Sunday, morning we drove through Mobile, AL and then I rode on the eastern shore of Mobile Bay past a Pollo Field that looked exclusive with beautifully tended pastures and a brick driveway entrance to the locked gate.

David now tells me taht for several nights we have been camping where there are alligators. He noticed a sign for our park tonight which warns not to leave your dog tied up for the alligators believe it is a little gift.  That is all right for I am not planning to walk outside the Argosy until daylight. More timid news is that we seem to have a chorus of singing frogs.