Day3 Into Arkansas

Last night we stayed at the Capri Island Casino, on the banks of the Mississippi River, and as usual asked someone where they would recommend we eat for dinner - this time we asked a cop who was sat in a lay-by chatting on his phone.
His recommendation was Kelly's, a diner up the road past the disused cotton mills. The diner was more of a transport cafe, but that's fine.

This morning didn't start off too well when neither CRF would start :-( So, we swapped my navigation equipment from the CRF to the backup XR bike, and John drove the truck.
Out on the trail, most of the morning was spent riding through mile upon mile of cotton fields; we passed a tiny airstrip with an impressive crop duster aircraft. I always thought they were small planes, but like everything else in this country, it was LARGE.

The trails were pretty much the same as yesterday, so only one photograph for today's entry - the bridge was definitely out for this swamp crossing ! Phil was trying to persuade me to jump it, using the dirt ramp to the left of where he is checking the depth!! At this stage, the only thing that came to mind was a mixture of the 'General Lee' from the Dukes of Hazzard and Burt Reynolds in the Canonball Run !! eedless to say, I used my brain, and found an alternative route around ;-)