I was tidying up the computer a little and came upon this
collection of shots from S.E.Louisiana. I figured they would
be a good memory test so I'd go through them. Let's see now?
This was taken in Warrenton or Clifton while I was chasing
the GMO Railroad to Tylertown, Mississippi.
This is Bob. He lived just west of ... Ok, I'm stumped already.
This may have been in Mississippi up the back side of MS
27 when I was chasing the Pearl River.
Or, it could be north of Enon, La.
This is south of Enon on the bluff overlooking the Bogue
Chitto River Valley to the north.
Clinton
Below Enon, above most everything else.
Head of Island, Chinquapin Canal. Those are clouds in the
water. So, stop with the negative thoughts. Trees, too,
Mildred.
Amite River, south of La.22.
Carbota, south of La.40
Lee Landing, lower Tangipahoa River
Uneedas Super Dome, La.40, west of Folsom.
Train just before crossing the Bonnet Cairre Spillway at
Norco.
The Bogue Chitto out of her banks at Isabel, La.16.
Above Grangeville.
Discontented, La.445
Two days ago, those were good cars and trucks.
Probably Slaughter, La.
This is the well at Chatawa, MS. There is always a
shadowy chill at Chatawa. The Tangipahoa runs deep
and narrow below a high bluff. In the woods above
the river, strange happenings haunt the area.
It makes one wary.
Amite
Honey Island swamp. G.daughter just told me it was a
trestle. It is very close to where Old US 11 crossed the
Pearl River/Honey Is. Swamp and entered Mississippi.
I knew it. I-59 now does it.
Barn on the way to Hell, La.66(6)
Folsom beauty, deserted.
Britney
Angie, La.
Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said good-bye?
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear:
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here?
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said good-bye?
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, I still love you, baby
Ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on Baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried
Oops, I drifted for a moment.
Choctaw Road, you were thinking west Oklahoma, huh?
Delacroix before the big one.
Bogalusa
Southwest of Bogalusa
Near Clinton
Bogalusa
Amite R. just before she hits Lake Maurapas.
Tiger Bluff Landing
Spider where I was taking a break.
Fort Adams/ French Fort, Ms.
St.Francisville
Bonnet Cairre Spillway at flood.
Sprinfield, La.
La.22, west of Madisonville
Franklinton, La.
French Settlement
Franklinton Fairgrounds exhibits.
S.E.LA is the soul of the boot which is Louisiana east of the
Mississippi. These were a few pictures from that general area.
The ride is worth it.