Wednesday, 29 March 2017

Mammy's Cupboard near Natchez, Mississippi

If you've never gotten the chance to visit Natchez, you must put it on your bucket list. Aside from the numerous, well preserved antebellum homes and interesting, historic spots evoking nights of debauchery and drunken bar-fights like the 'Under-the-Hill' district, is this little gem called Mammy's Cupboard.

My friend and local history aficionado filled me in on how Mammy seemed to slowly grow whiter and whiter with every repainting. The term 'mammy' itself, may call to mind a vision of a time when blacks were often hired out as servants by whites (as evidenced by numerous Three Stooges shorts), with the mammy specifically tasked with taking care of white children. Interestingly enough, I found through some digging around that Mammy wasn't originally intended to be portrayed as black, but rather as a white Southern belle-type figure.

Mammy had started to fall into repair by the end of the century, but has fortunately survived and has been restored. No matter what color skin Mammy has, or what negative connotations are often affixed to her name, she remains as a fine example of roadside Americana folk art.



Somewhere outside of Natchez can be found this amazing display of an alternative universe where frogs rule and drink mojitos at tiki bars:








This other roadside beauty seemed to be gesturing permission for me to continue my journey out West. He is in Louisiana, not Texas: 



Thursday, 26 January 2017

New Manchester Mill Ruins, Georgia

Heavy rainfall this week filled Sweetwater Creek, overflowing onto the trail, as you can see below. Try to spot Murphy on the trail! He didn't mind the water, but I personally decided to walk through the woods to prevent the ol' soggy boot.

This mill was destroyed during the Civil War. The mill workers were forced off the land and relocated great distances; much like the Cherokee, who were forced off this land just a few decades prior.

Can someone help identify this tree based on the bark?

Sweetwater Creek, which eventually flows into the Chattahoochee River



If you right click on this, and open full size in a new tab, or download it, you should be able to see all of the text in the picture. 




Monday, 2 January 2017

Between Silver City and Pinos Altos, NM

2016 was a turbulent year for many of us. In a way of making sense of things, and gaining a perspective on my fellow man, I've decided to travel and talk to people from all over, far and wide. I'm cutting out the small talk, and going straight for the 'big talk'. 

It'll be hard to leave this cabin in the forest I've been renting behind, but some of us just got that itch to keep moving, you know?