This was our ultimate destination, fantastic food and a very friendly courteous staff. It's located on Hiway 61, South of Vicksburg heading toward Natchez.
Another view of the bikes gathered for dinner
And even more parked in the back
and the rest of them on the grass outside the parking lot
This is Roger, the person responsible for "organizing" our little gathering and we owe him our gratitude.
Some of the group conversing in the motel parking lot.
Even more tire kicking and "tale telling" going on in the parking lot.
And on the left is Marlene, Rogers wife who probably did all the organizing that Roger takes credit for. <grin>
Skippy just doesn't seem to understand that a clean bike is the sign of a disturbed personality.
The group gathered in a VERY loose gravel parking area for the Saturday morning tour of the old mansion.
Another view of all the bikes prior to the tour.
Some guy found interesting ways to amuse himself while waiting for the tour to start. There have been hints that he's a "dirty old man".
The info sign to the mansion.
A view of the entrance gates
A view of the mansion through the gates.
The flowing plants are in full bloom along the walkway.
The perfume from all the flowers will almost make you dizzy.
Everywhere you look is color.
Another view of the walkway.
A closeup of one of the Azelia blooms.
It's hard to see the actual front of the house for all the trees surrounding it.
It's almost hidden in the flowers
This is the oldest room of the home, the original kitchen. There was a fireplace used for cooking but it was modernized with the stove.
Another view of the modern stove.
The master bedroom, with the mosquito netting around the bed.
This is a second bedroom, and the cradle for a baby next to the bed. Mosquito netting was a necessity in that area.
Just a corner to "freshen up" and the bathtub in the lower left of the picture. In the pre-civil war era this apparently was considered a modern installation.
A view from the second floor balcony of the rear garden.
Dogwoods in bloom at the rear of the house.
Another view from the rear second floor balcony.
The dresser in the husbands sitting room.
The man of the house kept his whiskey and cigars concealed from his wife, and enjoyed them in his sitting room.
The bedroom of the lady of the mansion. This was her room and no one entered when the door was closed without her permission, including her husband. Which is probably why he kept whiskey and cigars in his sitting room just outside her door.
A very early model sewing machine.
This tapestery hangs over the fireplace of the ladies bedroom, and is about 3 by 6 feet in size and took her 12 years to sew by hand.
This is a closer photo of a portion of the tapestery
The china cabinet in the parlor, used only for important guests.
A corner of the parlor.
And after the tour we rode South to Port Gibson, then a few miles of twisty back roads and on to the Natches Trace. Here are the bikes at a rest stop along the Trace.
And a view from the other side of the parking lot.
And a couple that really did relax a while.
However, this beautful dogwood tree was spotted along Hiway 83 in East Texas on the way home.
Another view
I wonder just how many of these little blooms it takes to cover a tree that size and turn it white.
Here's the GPS data from a nice three day weekend. Times are not really accurate overall as it was turned off at night when the bike was parked.
