With no particular mission in mind I left the intersection of La.16 and La.437, Enon, Louisiana. I was headed to Mississippi again to troll the backroads. I meandered up Choctaw Rd., ancient route of the Indians through these woods. It's always a great start to an outing. I crossed La.10, the section between Bogalusa and Franklinton. At Pine I went north on La.424 in and out of Thomas. La. I stayed with La.424 as it turned southeast and then north, a road out of control. Crossing into Mississippi it changed its name to Old State Line Road. Mississippians like names. I'm not going into their problem with numbers.<grin guys, I know what you all say about us Luzianians> State line metamorphosized into Flowers Rd. which went through Flowers.
     I passed up Sumrall Rd., which hurt,  and hit MS. 48 and went west until the chance presented itself to try out Oral Church Rd. Oral Church hit Fordville Rd. which I took west for about 20 yards, turning north on Upper Decter Rd. into Knoxo where I found the house. It is much too soon in the article to spill the beans on the the house. Later, patience.
I left the house on Les Hammon Rd almost getting run over by a crazed  pickup driver. I made it up to US 98 in one piece where I saw a sign pointing to Mars Hill. Why not, I've followed ones pointing to Poland. I crossed the road and hit Old Hwy 24 East which I went west on, being a contrarian, ask my wife. I knew where I was when I ran into MS 585. I was in some of the best riding  in South Mississippi. I was in Red Bluff Country. I set the bike on
Sport and shot up the perfectly surfaced road until I got to the overlook and had to stop for a shot so you can drool a bit. Watch the keyboard. I didn't but I suggest you do follow 585  until it intersects 586  which I went east on until I saw Sumbax Rd.
Day One Ride One
Les Hammon Road, leaving the Old House.  A sliding pickup is always a wake up call to be careful on these seemingly empty back roads.
"Katrina sliced them with her cutting blow".
   I'm ready to be a local tv reporter.
The Bogue Chitto in Winter.
This one is being worked on or taken down. The storm did work here, too.
    Notice, just the front is painted to put a good face forward. Money limited the painting I would bet. Looking at them you wonder at what point they are gone.
More research required.
   Al Smith really has a nice place up on the hill. I liked the barns and outbuildings.
Ms.585 as it plunges.