Here we are in Tishomingo State Park in MS. It's near the town of the same name, which was named for an Indian chief. Once again, we have a lakeside campsite that is truly beautiful; however, we have never before experienced an attack by an army of wood ticks. They are literally everywhere – on us, in our beds, on our clothes, on the dog, and even on the wall above the bed's headboard! We took 9 of them off of Cooper in one day. I lost count of the number I pulled off myself. Enough.
We visited the National Military Park at Shiloh, TN, after stopping at a very elaborate Civil War visitor center in Corinth. Once again, we are reminded of how much grief our country has experienced, and the ultimate result of profound ideological divisions. It is very sobering to walk the ground on which 23,000 men met gruesome and untimely death in only two days.
There are miles of trails in Tishomingo Park. The one we walked started on a somewhat rickety WPA wooden-decked suspension bridge, vintage 1939. The trail climbed steeply to overhanging outcroppings of sandstone, which we walked beneath. There were several waterfalls and springs along the way that were truly beautiful. In retrospect, we know this is where the 9 ticks Cooper acquired came from. Interesting factoid: Tishomingo county is entirely “dry”, that is, there are no sales of alcohol, whatsoever, either in stores or restaurants and bars. Prohibition still exists, and so does bootlegging, which is still a problem in these here parts. Matter a fact, a supervisor around here was recently busted for moonshinin'! Imagine that!! Folks have started circulatin' a petition to repeal prohibition. But, there are those who are afraid that all that booze will set off a crime wave. We'll see.
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