“I discovered that my own little postage stamp of native soil was worth writing about and that I would never live long enough to exhaust it.”
William Faulkner
On April 21,2017 I traveled 80 miles from Tupelo to French Camp, Mississippi. Along the way I passed the Chickasaw Council Grounds, the old trace, a 1540 camp site of Hernando De Soto, the Tombigbee National Forest, the Bynum Indians Mounds, Pigeon Roost, the Black Belt, Jeff Busby Campground, and finally arrived at French Camp. Today’s trekking rolled slowly uphill from Tupelo (279′) in Lee County to French Camp (419′) in Choctaw County. The trace rode through the Black Prairie, over the Pontotoc Ridge through the Flatwood Region and on to the North Central Hills. The trace kept to the high ground between the swamps of the Big Black River to the West (pic below) and the Yockanookany River, a tributary of the Pearl River to the East.
The winds remained light and variable with partially cloudy skies (pic above). The afternoon temperature reached the high 80’s on this quiet road. Once again the Trace ( Old French tracier, to follow a course or trail, to make one’s way) was well maintained and lightly traveled by cars and campers. I ambled past miles of black, flat farmland and golden hay fields that had been round baled. After climbing the Pontotoc Ridge, an overlook ajoining the Natchez Trace (mile 253) provided a panorama of the Black Belt, the fertile land I had just bike across. In 1800 that black soil fueled settler’s dreams of cotton plantations, as state officials ignored previous treaties, and forced the Indian Nations west of the Mississippi in a “Trail of Tears.” The pic below shows a map and dates of the treaties. With the Indian Removal Act of 1830, President Jackson expelled the Chickasaw Nation to Oklahoma . I include a pic of Line Creek, the water boundary the Choctaw and Chickasaw Indians had observed for centuries.
On a lighter note, Van Morrison was playing on Spotify and it wasn’t long before I heard the song “Tupelo Honey.” Tupelo Honey the food has a light amber color, with a delicious and distinctive flavor. Tupelo Honey, unmixed with other honeys, will not granulate due to the high levulose content (44%) and low dextrose ratio (30%). Gnomeboy says, ” It’s a thick, slow-moving river of liquid sunshine” (pic below) born in the swamps.
The name “tupelo,” literally means “swamp tree” in the language of the Muscogee (Creek) Nation. In North America, there are several species of tupelo: black, black gum, swamp tupelo, water tupelo. Tupelo Honey is produced from the Nyssa ogeche, commonly referred to as Ogeechee tupelo, white tupelo, river lime, ogeechee lime tree, or sour gum. For three weeks every spring tupelo trees in the Southeastern swamps bloom with fine sunburst-shaped flowers. Beekeepers barge bee hives into swamps near groves of tupelo trees (pic above) and let the honeybees collect the golden nectar just like in the movie Ulee’s Gold.
Well, so much for my sweet rift about Tupelo Honey. I’m drifting down the Trace with Tupelo,Mississippi, the old trace (pic above), and Bynum Indian Mounds (pic below) miles behind me. By late afternoon I caught up with my Cincinnati gang at French Camp.
At five in the afternoon we ate dinner at the Academy’s restaurant. The students prepared and served smoked turkey sandwiches with homemade bread. They also prepared a delicious mushroom soup made from scratch. After dinner we sat on the front porch and watched the sunset (pics below). What a great day. I slept in the main log cabin with a modern bath and wifi. Pat and company occupied a two story log cabin. The following morning we had a delicious country breakfast before we said our goodbyes. They drove back to Cincinnati (pic below) after a line of storms had passed.
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French Camp dates back to circa 1810, when Frenchman, Louis Le Fleur, established a trading post and inn. The Choctaw natives and others in the area called it the Frenchman’s Camp. Later it was shortened to French Camp. In 1818 the Presbyterians established a mission to educate the Choctaw Indians.
French Camp’s mission is to educate and provide direction for children from troubled Mississippi households. In addition to their studies, the children and young adults help manage the bed and breakfast, the Council House Cafe, the gift shop, the pottery shop, and the grounds. The academy created a sense of community, a direction, and purpose for these wandering souls. In the Mississippi boondocks the school keeps the students busy as bees And in the process the students discover the sweetest nectar… the golden rule. Just like Tupelo Honey, French Camp was music to my ears,
If that not nice I don’t know what is.
So on down the road i roll.