Marksville, LA January 30 - February 4, 2013
We left Lake Charles and headed north to Marksville to see the
Mystic Mounds. On our drive through Louisiana we couldn't help but notice that there are dead people everywhere. Not sure how it works here but around every corner there are elevated concrete tombs anywhere from five or six to a large actual cemetary. Peg joked that you could hear the mother's saying "go play in the tombstones". The title of today's blog is thanks to Todd Fairbairn who used to say "They are dying to get outta there" every time they drove by a cemetary.
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| Note the McDonald's and the highway! |
We decided on the Paragon Casino Resort RV park on the Tunica-Biloxi Indian reservation in the heart of Marksville mainly because it was only $8.50 per night... woo hoo. It turned out to be a really nice park. Nice large concrete sites with lots of grass areas. It was fairly deserted when we arrived so we had the place to ourselves.
Paragon Casino RV resort
Our first day we headed to the Marksville Historic Site to see the indian mounds. There was a little museum where they required an excort by a docent named Doyle, a very nice gentleman with a lot of information that he slowly stuttered out. Basically the mounds were built by prehistoric indians of the Hopewell culture. They really don't know much about the why or the how, but it is a 42 acre area surrounded by the Old Missippi River on one side and then a 5 to 7 foot high earthwork (a kind of berm) line of demarcation between the outside world and the sanctified region within. It contained six mounds only one of which was used for burial sites and one was a sort of platform or stage. The others appear to be used for astronomical guidance. They lined up exactly with the equinoxes. There was a professional geologist in the museum with us which made for some interesting conversation - for Peg :). The mounds themselves didn't appear phenominal to us, they just looked like part of the landscape. All of the mounds have been escavated starting in 1926 and then rebuilt. They found evidence of pottery etc, in some of them and also that two of the mounds were made from white dirt not found in the immediate area. The best part of the excursion was when they let us walk the area with the dogs running free. We then headed over to the Grand Cote National Wildlife Refuge for a two mile hike through the swamp. Lots of birds and yucky mossy water. I was terrifed to let Zoe out of my sight sure than an alligator was going to snap her up at any moment.

Indian Mound - can you see it?
Grand Cote National Wildlife Refuge?
The next day we were going to catch a movie at the casino, but Zoe had a case of the runs and we didn't want to leave her alone for any length of time so we headed out to find the Sarto Old Iron Bridge. This was the first steel-truss swinging bridge built over Bayou des Glaises in 1916 and is a rare
surviving example of its kind. It was cool how the gears were built to swing the center section out like a sideways draw bridge.
Sarto Old Iron Bridge
On Saturday we drove to the Kisatchie National Forest which was an hour away to avail ourselves of the "120 miles of hiking trails through the pine trees". This is the only national forest in Louisiana and we know why. We couldn't even tell when we entered the national forest as there were still houses and shops throughout. The ranger station didn't have any maps of the hiking trails only hunting and fishing information. We just meandered around the roads until we finally found a small recreation area with a little lake and thought we would stop and let the dogs run a bit. As we headed down a path towards the water we came upon several very well marked hiking trails complete with color coded markers. We took a very nice three mile hike through the pine trees!


Sunday was dedicated to the Super Bowl - we even used out outstide tv for a while! The rv park had completely filled up on Friday night for what we thought was Super Bowl weekend, but as it turned out they just get a huge weekend business, because everyone cleared out Sunday morning and by the time the game was on we were all alone again. We did take a really nice walk on a beautiful boardwalk out the back of the rv park that went all along the bayou (a slow moving river in the south) and through the Indian Reservation headquarters.
As we prepared to head out Monday morning a very nice gentleman came over to watch us hook up - it must be quite a sight! It turned out he was from New Iberia, LA and when we told him we were headed to Houma he was hard pressed to say anything good about it. He mentioned that Martin Lake was where we should go for an airboat tour. Great suggestion as it is far away from the Mardi Gras festivities and more on our path to Florida. Thanks!
Coming soon..... Vicksburg, MS and Lake Martin, LA