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Below the Mason Dixon Line...

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Well here we are in Red Bay Alabama, we are at the Tiffin Factory Service Center getting some warranty work done and also taking the Tiffin Factory tour, I'd just as soon not be here in the Deep South but the low voltage reading has not gone away and it's a critical fix, and since Nashville is only 180 miles from here we figured we'd go ahead and do it here. They have a campground (well really a BIG ASS parking lot) with full hookups so you can stay in the RV while waiting for the service...and at least the weather hasn't been too bad, it's been cloudy and cool (well at least cool at night, we've been able to shut off the AC while sleeping).

Entering Alabama, Governor Kay Ivey took over for the other guy
when he got caught diddling his secretary who was not his wife...he's
a Republican so he really didn't need to quit over that but he also got caught 
bribing the Chief of the Alabama State Troopers to not tell his wife...


The BIG ASS parking lot...


Yesterday we went to Natchez Trace National Parkway, it's an actual National Park that is a road that runs for 440 miles from Natchez to Nashville, if it was in Texas they'd call it the Natchez Trail but for some reason in the Deep South they call it a Trace...anyway it's a bitchen cool NP and I am amazed they were able to carve out 440 miles of a scenic roadway without any civilization intruding much, there's numerous crossroads but the Trace bridges over the top of about all of them, and, it has its own bridge across the Tennessee River!
The Parkway-not another car in sight!
Coming up to the river...

The Tennessee River...


Now the downside, every historical marker or roadside monument we stopped at was basically this: "John McGillicuddy was a rancher and a farmer and had a Stand (southern for hotel) near here, this wash/road/creek/river is named after him, he was an upstanding member of the community and had 250 slaves that helped him work the land" and right there I'm thinking "what is wrong with these people" and it is very wrong whatever it is...every last one of those monuments should be torn down and ground into dust...




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