Vancleave to Dauphin Island 73 miles


Today we enter Alabama.

We wanted to get an early start today since it was a long day. We had scouted out a place, B J’s Café, to have breakfast that was supposed to open at 4:00 a.m. according to the lady that served us at the Mexican food restaurant yesterday. Well, not only did it not open at 4:00 a.m. but it was not going to open at all since it was a weekend. Plan B, gas station. The breakfast sandwiches were okay, but sitting outside and eating is not the best environment, but none of these issues held up our start. What did hold us up was Heavy FOG. It was so bad that some of the people that came to the gas station told us they could barely see the length of their cars or see the stoplights above the roads. Riding a bike in this heavy fox even with lights on our bikes is a dangerous situation. So we sat, and we sat and finally a little after 8:00 a.m. we took off.

While waiting it discovered that Paul Overstreet grew up in this very city.

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Once the fog lifted we were on our way to a very enjoyable ride even though it was a longer ride. We also crossed another state line, Alabama here we come.

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Not much of a sign on the back country highway.

To get to Dauphin Island we had our longest climb of the day, the bridge into Dauphin Island.

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Tonight we escaped the camp and the others, because Ron’s sister, who as MS, has her personal car and she drove us to a great seafood place. One nice extra benefit.

We only had a partial day in the state of Alabama.

Poplarville to Vancleave 75 Miles


Good start with McDonalds, then out of town quickly. It was a great morning for riding, the weather was nice even thought we had to take down wet tents due to the heavy humidity. There weren’t any town or intersection that had any stores so we had to depend on our Rest Stop vans and the food we had staged in our cubbies. This is not a problem because Kye had sent me a lot of supplies that will last me the rest of the trip.

This day is a good one to talk about dogs. Last year on the TransAm ride, Kentucky took the prize for dogs chasing bike riders. For the Southern Tier, Mississippi takes this award. Today a large brown Irish Setter ran across the road in front of me an then just sat there while all three of us rode by… not a bark, not a sound. But at other times today we had several chihuahua bark and chase as fast as their little legs could carry them. Frank wondered if the chihuahua is the state dog of Mississippi since we had seen and heard a lot of them.

We arrived in Vancleave around 3:00 p.m so after setting up our tents for the night and getting our showers we went to the Mexican Food Restaurant that we passed as we entered the town. After our meal we went across the street to the laundry mat and down the street to the gas station store for our late afternoon snack. This was just one of the typical rides.