We honestly can't say we've biked in Mississippi. The Natchez Trace has been perfect for biking: camp grounds at regular enough intervals, great pavement, hardly any debris, low traffic, no dogs, and courteous drivers. But we can't say we've bike in real Mississippi.
Greg was a hero and biked 3 miles to a store down the road from tonight's campground to buy treats and laundry detergent. It sounds like he found more dogs than we've seen the whole trip! And after riding the extra miles and facing the dogs, he learned this county doesn't sell beer on Sunday!
I think I'll stick to biking the Natchez Trace Parkway.
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