Oct 26 day 7 after Di

When we woke up this morning it was just a little chilly out.  I went up front at the Super 8 for a poor breakfast.  As I drinking my coffee it I noticed that the flag was pointing due north (and were to go due South).  The weather channel said, "sever weather worning, tornodo worning and winding worning" for the day.  This did not stop us, and we finished breakfast (just cearal and honey buns with coffed and fruit, not as good as it sounds) and were ready to leave.  Just then it poured not just rain but a falling lake, Dave suggest more coffee and I readly agreed.
At 9:00 it had changed to just a light downpour.  So off we went.  At 11:00 AM we reached the town of Coveingtown, and as the breakfast we had was already digested and used, we decided  to stop.  Dave kept saying it looked like it was clearing.  During lunch the ocean started to fall again so had a second cup of tea and kept praying for clearing skies.  Finally it was just a light downpour and we started out again. 
The drizzle stopped about 2 so we finally started to dry out.  About 4 I finally started to believe the rain would stop and took off the styling blue coat. 
At 5 pm we were in Memphis and discussing sleeping arrangement for the night.  Remember we are wet dry and very tiried, but more importantly cheap so all the downtown hotels were out.  After discussing this problem we agreed to go to AK for the night only a short 4 miles more. 

Dolly Parton bridge in Memphis.

The first problem was when the bike path ended.  We then cycled up to a church and started our search for a "primitive path".  After trying to follow a drainage ditch down to the Mississippi Dave humor seemed to be a slipping along with his bike that almost slipped into the river.  We then back tracked to the church and searched a little higher and were sort of rewarded.  We followed this &(^%$ questionable path.  At first it was bad quickly becoming #$&^% horrorible!!!.  The Kudzu began to grow around Dave bike and ankles, he then seemed to have lost his sense of humor.  I am fairly sure of this as when he finally passed his bike under a fallen tree he seem to look back at me and snire and giggle that my bike would not fit under.  He continued on in disgust, without looking back, and seemed not to care about me making it.  When I saw him lifting his bike over the next dead fall he started to mumble a lot, and think I heard him suggest that it would difficult to find me in this growth.  Once out it only took 20 minutes to clean all the growth that Dave successfully dragged with roots off the trail.  I feel we cut back the growth hiding the trail so long as someone comes though in the next day it will be easy to follow.  I sure hope the *!!!@@##$ idoit has a more sense than to send us more &^%$# like this.

  Really is this a trail?? What kind of a fool would put a bike though this stuff?  Better question is who would follow directions to drag his bike though this.

View of the river from the path.

Thankful for Today
While the rain was falling I was glad it was not as windy as when the before the rain started.  Then when the rain started while I was having lunch I thankful we had decided to stop for a break.  It was then that I realized that I was really thankful for all the days we have had without rain up to today.

Love and Kisses
Allan