Seems like every stretch of road has a turtle crossing to the other side. We've seen them from the size of a softball to Frisbee sized.
Day 3 was a mixture of nondescript, meandering blacktop (or what this area calls blacktop) long winding dirt sections and we got to play in the mud a bit.
Several locations had been under water just a couple of weeks ago, it was amazing to see the water marks on the trees then look off into these field and realize that it must have looked like a small ocean.
We saw some storm damage earlier but it was nothing compared to what we saw in I believe was the Holly Springs, MS area. Entire homes gone, others damaged beyond repair and untold acres of prime timber country just flattened.
We are being careful with the weather, respecting every storm. They are bubbling up in the days heat and turning dangerous fast. We sought shelter yesterday for over an hour at a remote country church where we saw torrential down pours and dime sized hail.
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