Good grief, I left Eureka Springs at 8:30 a.m., stopped driving at 5:30 p.m. and I'm still in Arkansas! And I thought TX was large. But I've been traveling diagonally from NW AR and now in SE AR near the Mississippi River.
Of course I spent almost the first hour back tracking. I used the map from the campground and obviously didn't have my bearings. After driving about 1/2 hr. I came to an intersection I hadn't expected and even after looking at the map I couldn't find that route so I resorted to Gertie and after several tries she finally recognized one of the towns I gave her but she was having me go back the way I came so I pulled over, got my map out again, still couldn't find that route anywhere. While pondering what to do next I looked down the road and saw, not too far ahead of me "Welcome to AR". WHAT!!! How could that be!!! Oh shoot - I went north on 23 instead of south and was back in MS. So, back to Eureka Springs and so about 9:30 left again.
Some times I wonder how I traveled all around the US this summer and didn't end up in Argentina.
Anyway, for 6 hours I wound, climbed, descended, braked, down-shifted, kept on the road as I wove my way down through first the Ozark Mountains and then the Quachita Mountains into Hot Springs all to avoid interstates and Little Rock.
The scenery was pretty and leaves very colorful (sorry, I'm at my limit again for pictures so use your imagination) but I might actually look forward to I-10 when I get to FL