I drove down to Fort Jackson today. It was a pretty pleasant drive aside from a dramatic rainstorm. The road along the Westbank of the river ends right past Fort Jackson, since the river ends a bit after that.
I was expecting a sign saying something along those lines, which I had read about in a book discussing the Mississippi River Bike Trail.
But there is no sign. The road just ends very unceremoniously, and very unattractively.
I hadn’t expected the ride to be such a potent reminder of Katrina, which was perhaps naive of me. At any rate, I’ll have to leave off tonight with this intriguing photo taken at the farthest point south on the Eastbank road along the Mississippi, shortly after Pointe a la Hache.
I’ll write about the whole trip in the next few days, surely there are some spiritual lessons to be had. Ciao.