I should have done this after Marshall, but this turned out to be a bit of an audible. I had planned to cross over since I was so close, but I wasn’t too enthused by the caches nearby. So I looked and noticed a virtual a couple of miles over the border having to do with a folk singer. Sure, I’d have to backtrack a little bit, but not very much. I mean, with the amount and distances of driving I’ve done in the last year, a few miles here or there have little meaning for me anymore. Unfortunately, I have little photographic evidence because, blessedly, I wasn’t stuck in the state for hours like the last time… But I got closer and closer and I knew I had crossed the border when the roads…improved? Wait. What? Every time I’ve been in Louisiana, the roads have been terrible. Since when do the roads improve when entering the state? I feel as if my very truth is under attack here! But I went a couple of miles in until I arrived at a church. And behind that church was a grave yard. I parked and followed the GPS to the correct location.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the final resting place of Huddie Ledbetter, better known to the world as the one and only Lead Belly. I immediately sent this to some musician friends who were blown away. This, no matter the digression, was more than worth it. I logged, got a new souvenir, and then got rolling. The Project still continues and I got back into the holy borders of Texas, rolling north past Jefferson, landing in…
9 thoughts on “Oh, Louisiana!”
Thank you for sharinng this
If you’re interested in legendary blues musicians, check this one out when you are in the Navarro/Freestone/Limestone area:
Congratulations! I don’t like to get this close to borderlines (see San Diego), but I think you just picked my Freestone County cache.