Scoot and me slipped out of Selma, Alabama around 7 pm.  We went through town and over the Alabama River bridge.  Never even knew Alabama had a Alabama river.  We joined US80 to Montgomery. This is the road that the civil rights marchers walked in the '60's.  It interesting that in this small town in the middle of nowhere a few people started a movement that would changed the whole nations culture.

We turned of on AL97 to get some back road time.  It was a nice ride through rolling hills with forest and cattle farms. At Luvrne I sat and contemplated what route to take.  I really did not want to make my way back over to US231, the main route, as that would end the adventure and begin just a scooter ride home.  After serious contemplation, I decided I had no other choice.  With a 50% chance of rain and the back road route I would put me to far to the west. So, we made our way over to Troy and joined 231.

Traffic to Dothan was moderate, but after that the rest of the highways, all four lanes, were almost empty.

When we crossed into Georgia we did not see the welcome time until it was to late.  It was a small sign in the middle of a bridge.  I saw no need to return to get a picture. Scoot did stop at the Florida sign to be sure everyone would know that we were back in the homeland.

Getting through Tallahassee took about as long as it did to cross Texas. Must be a lot of politician deciding how to time the lights.  You have to stop for every single one, and there were lots.

About 5 miles out of Perry, our destination for today, we had a flat tire.  Fortunately it was right in front of a repair facility for a logging company.  I pushed Scoot over and borrowed their air and concert pad.  It me took about 10 minutes to repair and we were back on the road.

We rolled on into Perry and went to Deals Oyster house for dinner and called it a day.

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