Day 97 – East Texas Ramble

Day 97 of a Year Long Road Trip Along America’s Scenic Byways

With my belly full from two cinnamon rolls and a cup of coffee and VANilla decorated with Mardi Gras beads, compliments of Pat and Gerald, I ventured southwest to Anahuac National Wildlife Refuge, a little over an hour outside of Houston in East Texas. 

Anahuac National Wildlife Refuge

I talked my Uncle Casey into joining me literally in the middle of nowhere.  If I hadn’t been meeting him, I probably would have turned around.  I arrived at the east entrance of the Refuge at the same time Casey arrived at the west, 6.5 miles apart.  We spent the morning walking around a pond and driving 15 miles of gravel roads looking at a variety of birds. 

ON THE ROAD AGAIN!
blue heron at lake fausse point state park

Day 96 – Louisiana Bayou Byways Part 2

Day 96 of a Year Long Road Trip Along America’s Scenic Byways

Louisiana Bayou Byways

The dogs and I spent the morning walking the trails and geocaching in Lake Fausse Pointe State Park where we camped last night off the Louisiana Bayou Byway.  We completed two loop trails for a total of 2.35 miles through the woods.  In the process we found five caches!  One trail, Cardinal Run, was aptly named.  Cardinals were everywhere!  Too bad I was only carrying my point and shoot camera…close up shots eluded me.  Upon returning to VANilla, I was able to grab the zoom lens and snap a few good shots of a great blue heron.

Henderson, Louisiana

After a lovely, though slightly nippy morning outside, we took the levee road north to Henderson, our next stop on the Louisiana Bayou Byway, where jet boat tours of Atchafalaya Basin leave from McGee’s Landing.  I pulled off at Pat’s Restaurant to look at a map and get my bearings when a former client Max called.  This area of Louisiana used to be her stomping grounds.  She knew exactly where I was, told me to have lunch at Pat’s, check out the dance hall at Whiskey River Landing, and go on the swamp tour.

pats fishermans wharf off Louisiana Bayou Byway

Whiskey River Landing

The crawfish etouffee at Pat’s was excellent.  The Cowboys were playing at the same time the Saints were playing, so I settled for Saints football over lunch.  I returned south about a mile and turned on a gravel road cut over the levee to find Whiskey River Landing on the other side.  I would have never known it was there! 

The Cajun music and dancing didn’t start until 4 on Sundays, so I drove a half mile further down the levee to McGee’s to check on the swamp tours.  I just missed the one o’clock tour and no one was signed up for the three o’clock tour, so it wasn’t going to launch unless I paid the price of five people.  I decided to listen to the Cajun band and walk the dogs around instead.

airboats at mcgees landing off louisiana bayou byway

Grove, Texas

These were our last stops on the Louisiana Bayou Byway before the dogs and I arrived to our home state, Texas.  Max’s parents, Pat and Gerald, put us up for the night in Groves, Texas.  Pat is a big football fan, so we enjoyed an evening of chatting and Sunday night football.  Pat and Gerald have been married over fifty years, have four children, seven grandchildren, one great grandchild, and a boxer named Harley. ETB

welcome to Texas sign

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camellia on avery island, louisiana

Day 95 – Louisiana Bayou Byways

Day 95 of a Year Long Road Trip Along America’s Scenic Byways

Louisiana Bayou Byways

I awoke to another cold, rainy day in Louisiana.  I had hoped to take an airboat tour, but with a high of 45 forecasted, I couldn’t imagine that zipping across the swamp in the rain would be much fun.  Not to mention, the main attraction, alligators, hibernate in the cold weather.  I opted for a slow start to the morning and enjoyed a bowl of oatmeal and a hot cup of coffee at IHOP.

Jean Lafitte National Historical Park and Preserve, Barataria Region

After a few more circles around town, I finally found the Jean Lafitte National Historical Park and Preserve, Barataria Region.  The Reader’s Digest book failed to mention the preserve includes six, separate park locations.  No wonder my GPS wasn’t taking me to the section I wanted to visit.  In addition, the roads were under construction which resulted in further detours around Louisiana.

Alas, I arrived ready to walk the dogs in the rain.  Unfortunately, for safety reasons, the dogs were not allowed to tour the boardwalks with me.  The boardwalks wrap through swamp land past pines, cypress, palms, and sugar cane.  If the sun were out and the temperature were above 50, I might have spotted a resident alligator with her babies, but instead I gazed skyward to watch a variety of chirping birds flitting from tree to tree.  I even heard a woodpecker, but I couldn’t find it!

Louisiana Marine Fisheries and Museum

Since the dogs really hadn’t enjoyed a good walk for almost 24 hours, I followed the ranger’s instructions and proceeded to a park located aside Louisiana’s intracoastal waterway.  The area stunk of fish, so we stayed only long enough to see if a cache was hidden nearby.

Fortunately, an ammo can was hidden about half a mile down the road behind the Louisiana Marine Fisheries and Museum.  At first glance, I was hesitant to get out of VANilla.  The weathered museum’s front lawn showcased two beat up fishing boats.  Rusted cars and run down homes lined the opposite side of the street.

According to the cache description, the museum curator was aware the cache was hidden on the premises, so I quickly ducked behind the building and briskly strode toward the water’s edge to find the cache hidden underneath yet another boat situated in the yard.

While there, I took a minute to glance in the museum window.  I was startled to see a well kept display of fishing memorabilia.  A sign posted on the locked door requested any interested parties to knock on the double doors at the adjacent building.  I gave it some thought, but the property looked deserted this early Saturday morning, so I moved on.

Oaklawn Manor

We drove west, close to 100 miles, looking for the Oaklawn Manor, once part of a 12,000 acre sugar plantation.  We found an old home very close to Gina’s directions, but it wasn’t called Oaklawn Manor.  A few hundred yards away, smoke billowed into the air releasing an odor that I couldn’t decide if it was fragrant or foul.  I suppose since I chose odor over aroma, I’m leaning toward foul.

Franklin, Louisiana

Upon returning to the main two-lane, pot-holed road strewn with shredded sugarcane dropped from the trucks transporting the stalks, I realized the smoke was coming from a cane mill.  In fact, sugarcane fields surrounded me.  I continued on a few more miles and arrived in a lovely historic town, Franklin, Louisiana.  It was like it popped out of thin air…another time warp for me.  The rough roads and messy cropland transformed into a historic square lined with attractive buildings.

Avery Island, Louisiana

After mostly busts since yesterday morning and with the sun slowly poking through the clouds, I decided to continue through town and drive an additional 40 miles to Avery Island, Louisiana.  I knew about the Island as it is the home to Tabasco!  The island includes the factory, a gift shop, pepper fields, a salt mine, oil wells, and the Jungle Gardens.

Edmund McIlhenny cultivated pepper plants and created a pepper sauce, Tabasco, shortly after the Civil War.  After tinkering with his sauce and storing it in perfume bottles for his friends to taste, McIlhenny patented his recipe and sold his first bottle of Tabasco in 1868.  He went on to sell over 600 more that year.

How to Make Tabasco

Today, Tabasco produces over 700,000 bottles daily!  Tabasco’s pepper plants are grown on Avery Island and in Central and South America.  The peppers are harvested only when they turn a distinct red.  The pepper pickers are given a baton rouge painted the color red that the peppers should match.  All Tabasco peppers must be ground and mashed with Avery Island salt the same day they are picked.  This process takes place on both Avery Island and in Central and South America.

The mash is aged for three years in white oak barrels whose lids are drilled with holes and packed with salt.  The barrels are purchased from bourbon distilleries and cleaned of any alcohol prior to use.  The fermenting process only takes place on Avery Island.  After three years, the mash is mixed with a premium vinegar, stirred for 28 days, strained, and bottled.

When the barrels are rendered useless, the wood is chopped up and sold as wood chips in the gift shop.  The bulk leftover from the straining process is bagged and sold as seasoning for seafood boils, and the remaining seeds leftover from the straining process are sold to a company in Michigan that extracts the oils for an ingredient used in Bengay, Icy Hot, and Colgate.  Almost nothing goes unused!  New pepper plants are grown from the strongest seedlings of existing plants.

Jungle Gardens

Edmund McIlhenny’s son (E.A.), a naturalist and explorer, cultivated Jungle Gardens which include both native and exotic plants.  Four miles of roads and trails wind past lagoons, palms, cypress, azaleas, camellias, wisteria, bamboo and more.  Though obviously most flowering plants weren’t in bloom, just being able to walk uninterrupted for an hour in the sun without retracing any steps was a joy and worth the $8 I spent.

E.A. McIlhenny helped save the Snowy Egret from extinction by establishing a colony on the island.  Now 20,000 egrets nest on special platforms in a pond nicknamed “Bird City”.  During my visit, I only saw one egret, and it was in a lagoon on the opposite of the garden!  After our visit to the island, we zigzagged northeast along some back roads to Lake Fausse Pointe State Park to camp for the evening. ETB

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Day 94 – Natchez, Mississippi

After three days on the Natchez Trace, I finally landed in Natchez, once the wealthiest city in the nation. Prior to the Civil War, 13 of the nation’s 30 millionaires called Natchez home.  In fact, the homes built here were not for plantation work, but were simply showcases for many northerners’ wealth.  All but one antebellum home survived the Civil War, as Natchez sided with the Union, and many Union soldiers used the homes during the war.

ON THE ROAD AGAIN!
church at rocky springs on the scenicnatchez trace parkway

Day 93 – Natchez Trace Parkway through Mississippi Part 3

Today I spent a leisurely morning at Mike and Deb’s house.  The forecast called for rain, so I wasn’t in a hurry to continue my drive along the scenic Natchez Trace.  I tried catching up on my daily blog, but my posts take longer and longer to complete each day. Consequently, I’m still days behind.  I thought by now, I’d be an expert writer, but I feel like I have used every word in the Thesaurus, and I’m still facing a writer’s block!  For the afternoon, I continued down the Natchez Trace, the main road between Natchez and Jackson until the Civil War, stopping at Rocky Springs, Windsor Ruins, Mount Locust, and Emerald Mound.

ON THE ROAD AGAIN!
natchez trace parkway

Day 92 – Natchez Trace Parkway through Mississippi Part 2

This morning I awoke to freezing rain.  Frozen trickles of water stuck to VANilla’s doors!  Luckily the temperature was forecasted to warm to 40 degrees, so with a slightly delayed start, Scout, Petey, and I headed out.  Yesterday, in order to reach Wayne and Debby’s before the Mississippi State basketball game, we sped through Tupelo without touring the town.  Consequently, we returned north to visit the Tupelo National Battlefield and the Elvis Presley Park, but not before I went on a caching expedition around MSU

My ex-coworker Mary and I attempted to find a handful of caches in the rain while waiting for a meeting once.  Needless to say, in business suits, we weren’t really dressed for the occasion, it was cold, and we had a limited amount of time. As a result, we finally had to give up. It is so annoying when that happens.  I’m pleased to announce, that while it was colder and again raining, I found the magnetic cache under the bleachers at the soccer field and the tube hanging off the bridge by our hotel. YEAH!

ON THE ROAD AGAIN!

Day 91 – Natchez Trace Parkway through Mississippi

Day 91 of a Year Long Road Trip Along America’s Scenic Byways

As I mentioned in my previous post, I never made it to a Walmart parking lot last night.  Instead, I camped right next to the Loveless Café across from a Shell gas station.  I entered the restaurant just after opening at 7 am.  I wasn’t that hungry, but coffee and heat lured me to a table quickly after a three dog night in VANilla. Brrr!

ON THE ROAD AGAIN!
deer in the snow at mammoth cave national park

Day 90 – Bluegrass to Pennyroyal in Kentucky Part 2

Day 90 of a Year Long Road Trip Along America’s Scenic Byways

With the snow accumulation complete, the temperature forecast to reach the low twenties, and a few icicles on VANilla, the dogs and I spent a leisurely morning at Connie and Ron’s before venturing south to the Pennyroyal Region of Kentucky.  The three day forecast called for another wintery blast, thus with the roads in fair condition, I aimed to get ahead of the next storm.

ON THE ROAD AGAIN!
wagon at maker's mark distillery in Kentucky

Day 89 – From Bluegrass to Pennyroyal in Kentucky

Day 89 of a Year Long Road Trip Along America’s Scenic Byways

I awoke to the wind swirling, snow falling, and a phone call from my Louisville hosts.  They are stuck in St.  Louis. No house for me this evening!  OK, I got a little flustered.  Countless thoughts spun through my mind.  Could I drive the roads? Could I survive the 5 degree temperature? Should I stay south and wait out the storm at Walmart?  Should I go northeast to Lexington in hopes it would hit there later or should I book it to Louisville, Kentucky and email one of my blog readers who I’ve never met and try to stay with her?

ON THE ROAD AGAIN!
noccalula falls park on lookout mountain parkway

Day 88 – Alabama’s Lookout Mountain Parkway

Day 88 of a Year Long Road Trip Along America’s Scenic Byways

Noccalula Falls Park

After yesterday’s long drive, I began the morning at Noccalula Falls Park in northeast Alabama.  Bobby, a park worker, was the only one at the 250 acre facility when I arrived.  A petting zoo and miniature golf course stood to the left of the entrance while a pioneer village, lit with Christmas lights, lured me to the right.  The winter attraction was clearly the replica 1863 C. P. Huntington train ride through the festive village, not the waterfall tumbling into Black Creek Gorge.  Legend has it that Noccalula Falls, once called Black Creek Falls, is named after the Cherokee princess who chose to leap to her death rather than marry a man she didn’t love. 

ON THE ROAD AGAIN!