As we settled into our tents, we decided there wasn't a cloud in the sky and we don't need any stinkin' rainflies. As you would suspect we were awakened by a clap of thunder and a huge downpour. As JP scrambled to put his rainfly on, I drug my tent and all into the nearby Laundromat. I threw my tent and sleeping bag into a waiting dryer, while JP threw all his belongings into his semi-dry tent. Eventually we got all dried out and headed into Nashville. We saw what we could from I40, and stopped at the nearest Waffle House (not hard to find one in the south). We then started our journey down the Natchez Trace Parkway. The road was smooth and clean, and incredibly uncrowded (mostly bicycles). Check out the dude on the double decker
bike.
We visited the gravesite of Meriweather Lewis, who led the Lewis and Clark expedition, served in the army, the president's cabinet, and a governor of the Louisiana Territory. He did all this before his mysterious death at the age of 35.
There are so many sights to see, you just can't stop and see everything. The rain and thunder made our decision for us, as we donned the raingear and exited Natchez at Tupelo, Ms. The world famous birthplace of Elvis! After Mississippi barbeque and beer we settled in for a really stormy night in the Comfort Inn.
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