“Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin’ down the plain, And the wavin’ wheat can sure smell sweet When the wind comes right behind the rain.” Oklahoma is predictable. I can look over the tall grass and still count on it being there 5 miles from now. Look down the road, no traffic today. Oh hey,…
Arkansas Part 3. From Oark and On
From the point you reach Oark, the rest of Arkansas starts to get pretty real. This part of the trail has so far been one of my favorites. Oark is a small town in the middle of the mountains, with one place to eat called the Oark Cafe. People travel to visit this little restaurant…
Arkansas Part 2. Kountry Kitchen Hospitality
“Bless ya hearts.” The saying has a sweetness like chocolate sauce over buttered biscuits. It has become my favorite thing to hear as we retell our story to staff and passerby as we swing over a hornet’s home beside the Kountry Kitchen Grill waiting for our car to get fixed. It was bound to happen,…
Arkansas Part 1. The Projects Over the Hills
http://www.encyclopediaofarkansas.net/encyclopedia/entry-detail.aspx?entryID=5046 It exists. The poverty, the racism, the depression, it exists and it smacks whatever grandiose idealistic delusion you have of the “progress” we’ve made so far right out of your coffee cup. We rode through Helena, AR expecting more quaint historic downtowns and self-sufficient farmland, but instead we found crumbling facades. It’s alright Arkansas,…
I can’t Say Mississippi without also Spelling it Out in my Head.
days 1 and 2:We’re on our second day here in mississippi and its been a serious game-changer. We’ve spent the least amount of time on paved roads here so far than any other state reaching this point. A lot of logging roads, two track, and back country stone road. This has also been the…
Tennessee Part 2. Why did the Deer Cross the Road? Because it’s a Butt
Aight, I’m done with you deer! You guys aren’t cool when you invade my personal space, and you definitely aren’t cool when you stop in the middle of the road, or better yet, run directly towards us. Do you guys partake in some weird S&M thing that involve getting hit by cars? Fortunately, we don’t…
Tennessee Part 1. The Time a Creek Ate my Truck.
Well here I am, sitting in the absurd humidity after a night of torrential downpour and thunderstorms, in a small town in tennessee where the jack daniels distillery is apparently located. The distillery is located right along the trail in the town of Lynchburg, probably more on purpose than by accident on part of the creator…
Day Whatever, I give up: Side trip through North Carolina
After falling in love with the first AT thru-hiker town by Woods Hole, we followed the recommendation of a friend to visit Hot Springs, NC too. It’s a pretty darn romantic place with 108 degree hot springs and secret sidewalks lined with magnolias. NC was a much needed break for us where we could cheat…
Adventure Jams – Mountain Man
Thanks Ant Gregory for sharing the spirit of adventure!
The Time that Jerk Bear Ate a Part of my Truck.
We were camping in Tennessee along a forest service route near South Holsten lake. At an overgrown camp site called Low Gap. The drive itself was a long and windey climb up to the ridge, the road was pretty rough in most parts. There was a grave near the top as well, NOTHING…
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