Morning came with a little more hope of clear sky. Only the words of the weatherman kept this hope alive in our hearts. As we drank our coffee this fine day and looked outside all we could see was the same dreary sky that we have seen now for the last 3 days here in central Louisiana.
With that little bit of hope and our desire to search out a new adventure today we drank coffee and planned out the route we would take today. Sherri had the computer on and was reading the reviews on Chicot State Park. The park is located south of Alexandria and north of Opelousas on Interstate 49. Not too far off the Interstate as Google Earth showed. I zoomed in on what appeared to be a swampy lake with cypress trees and flooded areas all around. Most all the reviews were favorable and spoke well of the north park camping area but did not fair well on the south. They said that the southern area would not work well with longer RV’s which is what we have so we were going to concentrate on the north.
We finished our coffee got dressed and gathered all our exploring tools together. Our tools would consist of maps GPS computer and determination to make this a fun trip.
By the time we were ready to head out we both realized that we were hungry. We had taken up most of the morning planning our day and had not eaten. We decided to eat some of our leftovers from the days past. I had the last of the gumbo and Sherri had a serving of chili. We both finished our lunch cleaned up our mess and headed out to the truck. We left the park about 12:30 which was a little pass the start time we had been shooting for….9:00.
Our Streets and Trips said that we would be traveling for about 1 hour and 15 minutes. This was to cover on 34 miles which told us both that there would be many back roads that we would have to wind down to reach our destination. This would make the adventure that much better…being that we love back roads and all the sites they provide.
Sure nuff we were not disappointed by our route and the GPS was correct in the time and distance that we would travel. We went right to the park with a few misses by the GPS wanting to take us down roads that were marked Do Not Enter. I am sure they had been changed to exits out of the park over time and we did not have the updates in our unit.
We arrived at the entrance without any further problem and noticed a road lined with tall pine and larger than life hardwood trees. The trees formed a canopy over the road and for some time we could not see the sky. Soon we came to the main entrance to the park and pulled up to the rangers office. They gave us a map of the park and we drove to the north campground. This drive is a good ways from the gate and we were wondering if we would ever get there.
We crossed over the lake on the way to the campground. It was just as I had pictured it. Sherri was worried about alligators…wonder why?
We missed the turn to the camping area and ended up down at the boat launch. We turned around and went back to the campground where we drove around the entire area looking for sites we could get into. There are some sites that we could fit in but Sherri was a little uneasy about the fact that we were so far away from civilization. She really is not into the wilderness camping and this place is very wild. The lake is really cool and is exactly what I pictured it to be. I had mentioned to Sherri that I would love to put my boat in and explore around there. She said something about alligators…so I kind of put a lid on that idea.
We drove around for some time but did not find anything that Sherri felt comfortable with. We left there and returned to Marksville by a different route…actually shorter. Along the way I stopped and took some pictures of the cane fields and the bayous along the way. When we arrived in Marksville we decided to drive through town and take a few pictures of the old homes there. They have historical signs out front of each of the homes that are real old. Some date back as far as 1890’s.
We passed through many small towns on the way back to Marksville. This particular road followed this bayou for many miles. It was lined with beautiful homes…we wondered where all these people worked?
Surely they could not all work in the cane fields…If so I missed my calling…I should have been a field hand. This is one of the many cane fields we passed along the way.
This home is in Marksville and dated back to the late 1800’s. Between 1890 and 1915 there must have been a boom in this area. Where did the people get all the money to build all these beautiful houses? I will have to do some research on that.
One more of the many homes built in that time period. I could not put all the pictures on this one entry but they were all beautiful.
We exhausted the things to see there so we returned to the RV park. By this time we were getting hungry and made a plan to go to the buffet to eat fish. Sherri and I both had a taste for catfish and we had to satisfy that craving. We did and then put a few dollars in the slots and came back home.
We had a wonderful day here together…just me and my best friend…
Somewhere in Time