Along the Natchez Trace

Thursday, March 10, 2016

Like The City of New Orleans....

Good morning, America, how are you?

Say, don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the City Of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Do you remember this Arlo Guthrie song?  There are several verses, but the refrain is the same.  My sister & I took Amtrak from Ohio to Arizona a few years ago... stopped first in Chicago where we boarded "The City of New Orleans", and yes, we rode to New Orleans singing all the way.

Bill & I both wear our pedometers on our walks here and I've recorded our daily mileage.  While we intended to walk a lot while living here, I had no idea how many miles we'd rack up in 3 months.  A week or so ago I realized we'd probably total 500 miles...  I started singing "City of New Orleans" a lot.  Then I had that intestinal problem and slacked off on walking.  But I recovered and hit the streets again.

Today, as I write, my pedometer has registered 501.31 miles.  That equates to 1,200,506 steps.  WhoooHoooo!  And, hey...  we still have 4 more walking days left!  Most of you reading this have been with me all along...  500 miles worth of photos...  birds, worn out shoes, the sea, food, friends, and all kinds of adventures.  I'm glad you all came along....   hope you come along for whatever happens next.

Of course there are more photos today...
It rained a lot last night...  the streets were wet this morning...  lots of mud puddles.  But the rain cleaned the dust off the leaves and flowers...  even the cobblestones....  everything's fresh again!

We saw a Black-throated Gray Warbler today...  a first for us.

I love cats!  We saw Christian this morning...  stopped for an English/Spanish lesson (wind, rain, thunder, lightning, overcast....  good words to learn today)...  and one of Christian's cats was sitting above the gate watching us.

 We headed on to the sea....  more Blue-winged teal and coots than we've seen before.  Not many ibis, herons or egrets....  maybe because of the weather?

The sea was wild!
Not quite high tide, the waves were still crashing and spreading inshore a long way!

We walked our usual route...  leaving the River Road and walking through a small neighborhood on our way to the town plaza...
Someone had just cut these Jackfruit (yaka) from the tree...  you can see the milky sap seeping from the stems.  That rooster is taking advantage of a free meal.  His neck doesn't have any feathers...  it's the breed of chicken...  nothing's wrong with him.

My last photo is of folks leaving town...  the snowbirds are on their way back to their summer locations...  mostly Canada...  So, I thought this was a typical shot...
The End

That's All For Today!


  1. Thats a lots of walking you got done, a great way to enjoy the local sites.
    Soon you ben heading out too.

  2. Boy did we have the rain the past three days. Still raining as I write.
    Love the sea photos.

  3. I've loved your Mexico journey--my sister in Arkansas has been reading a long too. You have the cowboy looking at Mexico property again--see what you've done!! :)))))

  4. Cobblestone well I remember them from my childhood in Germany. Had one right out front our house. Then later they ripped them up and black-topped everything. Ah...smooth ride. 20 years later they ripped the blacktop off again replacing them with artful patterns of....cobblestones. Tzztzzz....

  5. Didn't you study Spanish a couple years back, and visit Spain? But every country's speech is unique.

  6. I'm a stickler for accuracy and I've always questioned how accurate those pedometers are. Have you ever tested yours by comparing a GPS route or to a mapping program? Just curious...

  7. I just love singing that song! Not sure anyone else appreciates my belting it out though... ;)

  8. Great ending shot and congratulations on all those miles. You are inspiring. I need to get out and walk more, despite the cold miserable rain.

  9. Good way of sneaking that "the end" shot in. Love them, you know. BTW, when I was working a job on the East Coast, I became friends with a fellow named Mike Guthrie, and yes, he was a cousin of Arlo. Mike used to come visit me and play my guitar. He was quite good and he loved my 1960 Ultra Deep Dish Guitar. He was a contract engineer just as I was. Lost track of Mike.

  10. Yes, I've been following you all along. This has been a very good winter.