
The Coon Dawg Cemetery... |

..poignant... |

...sweet... |

...memorable... |

...did I say Touching? |
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So we start down the Devils Backbone. |

Ya gotta read this... |

... and this is what we found. Looking for bald spots in the middle of winter pretty much
defines "dumb tourist". |

Just how old? |

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We go into the swamp.
Andrew never tied his shoes... |

One wouldn't think that a swamp would be so beautiful.
The park service made this one quite inviting! |

The signs educate you to the important features of the Cypress trees. These are the
"knees". |

Beautifully reflective. |

Reflectively beautiful. |
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More knees. This is a good shot of knees if you are into that sort of stuff. |

Andrew is always photogenic. |

The book we were reading as we wandered down the trace talked of making fire from the dry
moss found growing on the trees... |

Beautiful, ... |

...just beautiful. |

Boy, if I'm not taking pictures of flowers, I'm taking pictures of towers!
Clearly, we're on the road again, out of the swamp.... |
To Vicksburg where the local firepower required
inspection... |
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Raised remains of the Ironclad Memphis. |

Stand by the cannon! |

Matthew is ready to defend Vicksburg... |
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