Guess what we did first today (after packing up the bikes of course). JEOPARDY music plays while you think of an answer. OK – we went to breakfast. There’s a surprise. We found a spot in downtown Clarksdale – Our Grandma’s Pancake House. We walked in and the the only server in the place was wearing a sweatshirt that read “LEAVE ME ALONE”. Perfect. I certainly understand that sentiment when dealing with people. She turned out to be a great server. I asked about the shirt and she said if it bothered me she would take it off. (OK – not like that.) The sweatshirt was a gift from her granddaughter who is always saying those words. I laughed. I’m not sure I could be offended by a sweatshirt. On second thought – never mind.

The food was OK in my opinion – not great. The coffee was good. I added a blueberry pancake to my usual bacon and eggs. It wasn’t my favorite.

We are in Clarksdale, MS – right on the Blues Highway (US-61). There are Blues Trail historical markers everywhere. None of the markers could hold a candle to the one marking the Crossroads. My picture of this marker didn’t turn out very good. My glasses have auto-darkening polarizing lenses which makes the screen on my phone hard to see in bright sunlight. That’s my excuse – maybe I’m just a bad photographer.

The route to the next location was supposed to just follow The Blues Highway. Unfortunately for Mason, the route actually took us down some of the worst county roads in the area. I could blame this one on the polarizing lenses again but I think I’ll just say I messed up. We survived and no parts were vibrated completely off during this adventure.

Eventually we got back on track and found our way to Indianola, MS. Why would anyone go there? That’s an easy one to answer – it’s the home of the B. B. King Museum. If you don’t know who B. B. King is, you’re probably too young to be reading this blog. Google Riley B. King, then listen to some of his songs. The issue today is that we arrived at exactly the same time as a giant tour bus (the one’s that hold more people than populate my home town). They jumped off the bus and quickly overran the restrooms and the gift shop. Those 2 places were high on our priority (too much coffee at the Pancake House). We managed to make it to the restroom but the gift shop really tried my patience.

The museum is well done and includes a lot of personal items from B.B. including his last tour bus. His grave site is right outside the back door of the museum. The world lost a unique talent when he passed away.

Mason and I spent the rest of the day transitioning from the early days of the Blues (B.B. King and Highway 61) to the early days of Rock and Roll (Tupelo, MS – birthplace of the King – Elvis Presley). We arrived in Tupelo a little later than planned due to some road construction. A visit to Elvis’ birthplace will have to wait until tomorrow.

We checked in and decided it was time to eat. There was a pizza place right down the street called “The Lost Pizza”. I don’t know the significance of that name. My pizza was OK. I probably wouldn’t make a return visit to there.

The weather was excellent all day today – bright sunshine and mostly clear skies. I’m still struggling getting pictures loaded in the blog. Watch for updates as I try to figure out what’s going on (with life in general and with blog pictures).

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