I just tried starting this thing and all I got was a backfire and sputter.
After the last one and all the backfire I got from it, I guess that's par.
"Hard read" and "challenging" were a few of the nice things my buddies
had to say about it. "It" being the  one where I wrote all the directions down for you.
Jason, Eagle Scout and fellow road-ride-writer admitted to getting lost but he "didn't know where", which I guess is pretty much the definition of lost.
     On this one there are, maybe, four roads in the whole article.
Even Fagan can probably follow along.
     Looking on your handy dandy Louisiana guide to roads real and mythical, focus on  Baton Rouge, then pan westward on US 190 until you see the Atchafalaya River and Krotz Springs.
     "But Steve, we've been up La.105 a million times and I don't care if it is
one of your favorite roads with all the mystique of being a Hollywood set for a "B movie" about some Californian dopeheads getting shot.  What more is there to see?"
  Hush now. First of all there are just so many roads accessible to me for short rides. Like this after-nooner. I am bounded on the west by Lafayette and on the east by the Basin. Second, every road is two roads, going and coming. Third, that one doesn't apply, but it's useful. Fourth, you always miss stuff , and or, there is new stuff that you didn't miss but is now there. That one does apply. This one is, in part, an update article about things you knew you were subconsciously worried about and causing stress beneath your subdural lamitation.
    I just finished writing the thing and Number 2 can apply, so don't forget it.
   I'd passed Kelly's Tavern many times and just figured it to be a good old Louisiana Levee Bar, sitting off La.105 just above Krotz Springs. This time the bus caught my eye and I had to check it out. As seen, it is a mixture of Partriage Family**, Mardi Gras float and rolling hunting camp, severed ex-school bus. Looks like the patrons are asked to sign or donate "stolen" road signs, etc.
  I don't know if the tow bar is optional or required. I should have asked. Check out the creative tire painting. There are all kinds of ideas available out on the road. You just have to go slow, look closely and then decide to take the plunge and investigate. Never, never think, "later".
  Kelly had also on display an old John Deere tractor.
How'd I know? Because I'd stopped before where one was restored and it clearly said, "John Deere".
See.
  Hey Ray Daigle, Melville ex-patriot and contributor of rare knowledge, where you at? Look what they did for me at Melville. I'd noticed that the levee was being raised around the town but I couldn't imagine that they would have changed it up  to form an "S" in gradification for all the nice things I've said about the town and its people. Just goes to show that when you are nice to people, it comes back. I wonder if Google World has a shot of the tribute to Steve, the "S"?
    Just north of town is the old riverboat highway, Bayou Rouge. It use to enter the Atchafalaya but is now blocked by the levee. This is probably how much of its now diminished route once looked. For a tour of Bayou Rouge CLICK HERE.
  Arriving at Simmesport, northern terminal of La.105, I went east on La.1 across the Atchafalaya into Pointe Coupee Parish. To explore Pointe Coupee Parish more, go  Here.
   After crossing the bridge take a left onto La.418 for about 250 feet and then turn left, south, onto 417, the levee road, east side of the Atchafalaya. It's all good so don't kringe and get stressed. Remember, this is a no stress ride.
      Shortly, you will pass the Achafalaya Flying Service. They do "crop dusting" in the yellow bi-plane. I'm going to get them to fly me over Melville for a shot of the "S".
    No driveways, no semis, no cars, a gentle breeze. Howz that stress going?
   I must be living right. How lucky can you get? I got to Melville East right when a train was crossing the underpass.  It's not everytime you'll catch it, so if the train isn't there you can keep straight for a sixteenth mile of gravel and turn right into the Melville Ferry lot for a picnic or just wait. One will be along. The ferry lot is really a park. The ferry doesn't run on the  weekends and only at sunup and sundown on weekdays. For a look at the Ferry, CLICK HERE.
   Feeling relaxed? Only one road so far. Number 2 coming up Hit NEXT.
** Barry's observation.