Guess I got a little ahead of myself, but I’ve already told you that the ride out of Edison was great. That is, until I got closer to Fort Gaines. KNEEBURNERS. And then a restful stop at the Frontier Village. Apparently Fort Gaines was first an anti-Indian outpost and then a fort during the civil war. They’ve collected several old cabins from around the area creating — TADA — Frontier Village.
This picture to the left is a wood carving. Pays homage to Otis Mico (yah — I know, weird name for an Indian). Apparently he was the dude that led the Indians out of the area when the Great-White-I’m-Gonna-Take-Your-Land dude came around.
Smooth sailing into Abbeville. Yes, more knee burners, so I’m not feeling too philosophical tonight. I got into town and found the police department. The chief called up the county Recreation guy — Danny, and asked Danny to show me a spot at the armory where I could set the tent up.
I’m at the library in Abbeville now, so I’m going to watch a high school baseball game and then call it a night.
Next stop? Hopefully Troy, AL. Folks around here tell me that the road is alot better than between Albany and here…we shall see!