American Airstream Adventures
We started our hike today at six o’clock in the morning to try to avoid the oppressive heat that had engulfed South Mississippi. There was to be no shade along our path, and what little breeze we could expect of the warm gulf was not going to help much to cool us down. It was... Continue Reading →
It had threatened to rain on previous sections of this hike, but so far, we were spared a deluge - not so lucky today. The forecast predicted morning showers, so we came prepared with raincoats and umbrellas. Shortly after leaving our car at Jones Park in Gulfport, dark clouds gathered in the northeast and slowly... Continue Reading →
We met again at Sharkheads in Biloxi to begin the fifth leg of our hike across the Mississippi Gulf Coast and were joined by Sue, a friend of Gail’s, who is an expert biologist and an avid birdwatcher. Just our luck, because soon after we started to hike down the seawall, we came to the... Continue Reading →
I had fallen behind Gail, Charlie, and Marcia as we walked through the City of Ocean Springs at the beginning of the fourth leg of our hike across the Mississippi Gulf Coast. My mind started to wander. What if Jefferson hadn’t bought the Louisiana Territory from Napoleon in 1803, and France had established a French-speaking... Continue Reading →
We started up on the east side of Fountainbleau Beach, directly across the outlet of Graveline Bayou, where we stopped last. A brisk breeze was coming off the sound and pushing small wavelets of brown water up the steep, narrow beach. Gail, Charlie, Marcia, and I headed west toward our destination for the day at... Continue Reading →
The skies were grey and threatened rain over Mary Walker Bayou just north of the Gautier (GOH-chay) City Park, the starting point for the next leg of our hike across the Mississippi Gulf Coast. Astute geographers will note that we were skipping forward about four miles from our previous ending point at the Pascagoula River... Continue Reading →
Note: This is the first part of a series to chronicle a hike across the Mississippi Gulf Coast by four friends over several weeks. “They be your women?” Charlie and I thought the young man standing along the side of the road twenty yards in front had said to us. “What?” I asked. “They be... Continue Reading →
Raymond thought he heard a light tap on the outside of his trailer door, but perhaps not. It could have been the wind or a twig from the cottonwood tree he was parked under. He wasn’t expecting any visitors this evening. Raymond returned to his book and took another sip of tea. Again, a tap.... Continue Reading →
Our trailer Seymour has been in the shop lately to get a new freshwater tank and has been unable to get out on any new adventures. Our problems started during our recent trip out to the Northwest when I noticed that we seemed to run out of freshwater quickly. Looking at the underside of the... Continue Reading →
