We began leaving Cookeville a little before 6 this morning. Waking up a little early I got to watch the “space shuttle” skim the western sky. Like last year just before Nashville we ran into a shower creating a mess on the tow (Jan’s car). We arrived at the Loveless Motel/Café for breakfast with Allie, Cindy and Vic. Great breakfast and off for our adventure. The Loveless is at the northern entrance with easy access. My apprehension of driving so slowly and being bored was quickly put to rest as we wound through the hills. One very exciting part for us was driving across the arched bridge where the Trace crosses highway 96 outside Franklin. Vic went ahead of us and shot a picture as we crossed it. Bicyclists were out in style this morning. I would have guessed somewhere around 250 bicyclist dotted the trace for the first 50 miles. We looked at them with amazement and then remembering 30 years ago we did the same riding from Lawrenceburg to Nashville one morning.
The old trace still shows itself along the way, giving us the opportunity to walk some of it. The feeling of walking a road that goes back over 8000 years. This is very hard to believe, but it has been documented that at an Indian mound just into Mississippi was used about 8000 BC. We are using a set of tapes to narrate our trip. This keeps Jan having to read to me as we go along.
The animals along the way make us think we have never left home. Turkeys and deer are everywhere. We actually saw one doe with triplets. The one exception to our home animals was the 6’ rattlesnake on the road.
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