We had a cold night, but a sweet alarm clock. Ok not really that sweet to have a cat around your tent with her claws. But she did no damage. All good.
As we packed up and ate our oatmeal our bonfire friend came to say good bye and offered us his phone number in case anything comes up between here and Baton Rouge. He said he could be there in 2 hours (we are taking 2 days). So kind. His name is Wesley.
But wait, I thought his friend who was at the fire last night was Wesley. Not wrong. Best friends since childhood. Same name 🙂
We decided to take the less travelled roads. We didn't want to risk traffic and trucks, so we decided to risk dogs. The dogs stuck to their own property. A few loud ones telling us off, a few shy ones looking on with interest.
But sometimes when you choose the road less travelled, you get gravel. And gravel we got! At least 10k. Definitely slowed us down. The ATVs that went by had no trouble on it. But it was low traffic, so low we saw several deer crossing.
And then we got rain. So we stopped in Norwood for lunch under a picnic roof - ok some people would call it a drive thru bank, but it is Saturday, the bank is closed, and it worked perfectly! Just ask the roosters who came to visit.
A few more wet and chilly kilometers. Paved quiet roads now, with some large ranches and some small ones. We saw piglets and a great farm that looked like the Big Little Farm. Hello Louisiana.
And then we pulled into Jackson Louisiana and stopped to get a beer and some chips.
Super nice people everywhere we stop. They engage in easy conversation and are curious about our ride. Some have helpful advice for our route, others simply encourage us to stay safe, and today of course quite a few people suggested getting warm and dry.
We had been looking and looking for a place to stay. We had called the historic Bed and Breakfast in Jackson, but they had no rooms for Saturday night. She gave us an Airbnb lead, but he was booked, he gave us another Airbnb lead but she was booked... It was not looking good.
But then.
Bonnie called back. And she does have a room, actually an entire house. The guests coming don't arrive until Sunday and then they take over the whole house for the whole Thanksgiving week.
So.... She said we could stay, and called us "her cyclists".
We seriously have this entire mansion. It is incredibly decorated and beautifully kept. More like a museum than a bed and breakfast. Wow.
Hot bath in the claw tub.
Luxury.
Local Mexican restaurant for dinner. We were the only guests NOT wearing camouflage. I am not joking.
Happy to be warm and dry and sleeping in a bed tonight.
Today's stats, admittedly we are going downhill.
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