We are camping tonight in the Mill Creek RV park outside Perkinston, MS.  It's hot and humid and there's thunder rolling in the background, but I think the storms will stay north of us.

We've been allowed the relative luxury of setting up tents under an overhang attached to the main office building, so at least we won't need our rain fly's tonight and we'll get a bit more ventilation.   Sleep will come, but not for a while.

We rode 60 miles today with a stretch of 44 miles without any services.  About 15 miles into the ride, we stopped at a convenience store in Vancleave where they were selling fried food to go.  But the cook put together a couple of breakfast ham slices and cheese on croissants for us and we bought a few extra drinks and proceeded into our relative unknown.

18 miles later, the front porch of the LaRue Baptist church provided us with shade for lunch and a brief rest.

The roads all afternoon wandered through sections of the DeSoto national forest with very little traffic and generally pleasant riding.

"Mississippi is not flat." "Mississippi is not flat."  We're being schooled in geographic reality again.  Especially noticeable were the last few hills as we approached US  Hwy 49 and our last turn into Perkinston, which left our legs dragging.

The only service at Perkinston was the convenience store attached to the gas station.   We had a choice of riding 5 miles of Mississippi geography lessons and traffic into Wiggins for restaurants and a hotel, or grabbing what we could forage for supper where we were and returning to the route and an evening at the RV park.  For us it wasn't even a choice.

We've showered, done a load of laundry, and eaten our less-than-fast food supper and are writing while we wait for the rain or some cooling off.

Folks in Mississippi have been fantastic to us.  They've gone out of their way to help us and wish us well as we head down the road.

We'll be off again tomorrow morning.