November 19

A cold, clear, pleasant uneventful day. Narrow hilly roads without shoulders, but also without traffic. Rode on obscure deserted rough roads through some mysterious woods, and not so mysterious fields. Lots of cattle being raised in this area, which is along the Mississippi-Louisiana border, east of the big muddy. I should ask the people I talk with what they do for a living. Camped tonight at the Happy Acres, or maybe Green Acres campground, listening to a Neighbor's television set, which is too loud, broadcasting a NASCAR race, and his even louder commentary.