We were feeling bad that once again we went a day in Louisiana without partaking of any of the legendary food. That is all my fault as you can imagine.
Anyway, Marty had the first taste when a woman at the convenience store gave us some Boudin - kind of a bratwurst sort of deal. I still had to pass. Tomorrow night is definitely the last one in Louisiana, so my chances for culinary nirvana are dwindling.
So, what is up with the roadkill in Louisiana? About every thirty yards, there was something. Didn't see that in Texas.... wait a minute... just what are THEY doing in Texas with the roadkill anyway? Hmmm... perhaps a clue!
Had a decent day of riding today with a few minor exceptions. There was the Morganza Spillway on Route 190 -- a narrow stretch of road that presented itself as a bridge over some bayou... well it is, but it goes on for 4 miles. Then there was the Huey P Long Bridge, that dumped onto the Ronald Reagan Highway -- two smooth guys should have smoother roadways as their legacy.
We ended up riding through a good part of Baton Rouge and even caught a glimpse of the fabled LSU Tiger Stadium! It is awe inspiring; you have to see that picture!
Tomorrow we ride again -- what a surprise!
Jake
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We hope this means you are better enough to be riding!! We are thinking about you, and you are on Jacob's blessing list.
ReplyDeleteLots of love:
JMS