After visiting with family in Marksville, our first official stop on the Arkansas trip was Poverty Point Reservoir State Park near Delhi, Louisiana. Almost 20 years ago we visited the Poverty Point State Historic Site, which is about 10 miles from the state park. On that initial visit, I got out of the car and, before I could take a step, I took off my shoes to stand barefooted on the ground where the ancient mound builders had walked. The ceremonial mounds at this site fill me with wonder and awe, no less on this visit than on the first.
The namesake state park had spacious, well-kept sites, and large grassy areas with long edges of grass and brush that served the wildlife (lots of signs about black bears, but we saw nary a one) with cover and food. Our most exciting wildlife adventure was going for morning and afternoon walks and seeing rabbits feeding out in the open areas. There were hundreds of them (15-20), totally unafraid of us, and Max went crazy trying to break away from me to chase the rabbits (he is part terrier, after all). It was all great fun, and I could not help but personify the rabbits as in the wonderful book, Watership Down. Read it and you will see why the rabbits were the most impressive thing in the park.
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| The boardwalk where Harvey fly fished and the dense shade where Max and I sat and read (me) and dug in the dirt (Max). |
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| Just a few Canada geese.... |
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