Trees.

Trees are my favorite natural thing and today I was in heaven. Mississippi seems to have several varieties of flowering trees and only one I know the name of, the Magnolia. Along with the many other types of trees, it was heaven.

I hopped onto the Natchez Trace Scenic byway heading south for about 40 miles. Not much for views since the trees overhang most of it but it was such a beautiful road to ride. I took a bunch of pictures and they just can’t capture the awe that the real thing induced.

I love history and so riding the Trace after everything else I experienced today was just icing on the cake.

I’ve now made my way down to Baton Rouge Lousiana. I picked up a chip at the local Harley dealership and now I need to kill some time. I’m an hour and 45 minutes from New Orleans and if I keep going now, I’ll hit bad traffic. If I wait, I’ll be riding in the dark which is against one of my rules. I’d rather take my chances with the dark than stupid people.

I’m really looking forward to New Orleans. There’re very few big cities that I like and N.O. is one of them. Yes, I’ve been there before but it was only a short day trip.

Here’s my big news.

My wife is flying into N.O. tonight! We’d discussed the possibility before I left but we really didn’t think we could make it work for a myriad of reasons. Well, my mom has the young kids, the older two have sworn to be on their best behavior and my wife found a good deal for flights and a hotel. So we get to spend the next four days and nights together in the big easy. My wife was born there 25 years ago (see what I did there?) and she hasn’t been there in just about that long.

I’ll try to keep up on the blog but no promises. I think you’ll understand if there’s radio silence for a few days. We’ll see. I’m sure I’ll try.

I also want to make sure to thank again everyone who has subscribed, liked a post or, and especially, left a comment. It means the world to me that what I’m doing is resonating with some of you. I just need to help one person. Right now that person is me but if you share my blog, it can possibly be someone else.

PTSD sucks.

I know it seems like everything is rosy right now and I’m having the time of my life. It’s true that things are going well but I also consciously backed off from posting some things. Maybe I shouldn’t have. I don’t want to give the wrong impression and this facade thing is getting old. I am ok. I am enjoying my days more but I am truly worried that this won’t last or carry over once I’m done. As I’ve said before PTSD butts its ugly head in at all the wrong times.

Once again. Thanks. Good night.

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2 thoughts on “Trees.”

  1. Hi! You don’t know me, but I graduated from HS with your wife…
    it’s awesome that she could join you for an extended stay in New Orleans! Pro-tip I learned from a dear friend who grew up in New Orleans for avoiding the worst of the crowds on the tourist trap that is Bourbon Street… walk on the streets parallel to Bourbon (like Royal or Chartres), then just cut up to Bourbon when/if you want to get to a specific place. We avoid Bourbon as much as possible, too many stupid people doing stupid things which never ends well. The local and more interesting shops and restaurants are generally on the side streets anyway, IMO, so it’s a win-win.
    Now that you are in the southeast, I’ve got 2 recommendations.
    1) Barber Motorsports Museum – Birmingham AL; largest privately owned collection of motorcycles in the world, last I read well over 1200, with about half of that on display. It’s impressive.
    2) Tail of the Dragon – Deal’s Gap TN area: 300+ curves in 11 miles.
    Praying for your continued safe travels and wishing you the best on your journey.

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  2. Its pretty cool that your wife could get down to say hello. Keep on keeping on my friend. You’ve got this–you are bigger than the PTSD.

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