Yesterday we cycled 68 miles starting near Florence, Alabama and ending in Tennessee: Once again, we had near perfect weather. A bit of a tailwind was an extra benefit. Here I am with Steve on the bridge crossing the Tennessee River: While in Alabama we visited a commemorative wall built to remember the Trail of Tears, the forced relocation of the Choctaw, Chickasaw and Cherokee tribes from Alabama and Mississippi to land in what is now Oklahoma: After crossing into Tenness

Today was a really great day of cycling, 55 miles from Tupelo, Mississippi to Florence, Alabama. We started our day with a visit to the childhood home of Elvis in Tupelo: And then we got back on the Trace. It was an exciting day for cycling since today was our annual Baseball Appreciation Day: Mary and I decided at the beginning of the trip that this celebratory day would have to wait until the Mets actually won a game so that we could have a proper celebration. Well, as

Mary is an avid reader and has long been part of a local book club. Since we rode today relatively near Oxford, Mississippi, home of this state’s most famous author William Faulkner, I thought it would be fun to form a specialized book club and compare notes about Faulkner novels as we cycled. Yet another good idea that did not pan out. Kevin apparently thought I was joking when I assigned him “Absalom, Absalom!”. Serge made it a full 14 pages into “The Sound and the F