On the southern end of the Natchez Trace you can take a short drive to the town of Rocky Springs, MS. Don’t plan on finding a place for lunch, or gas or actually anything unless you are there the last Sunday of a month in the morning because there is still a church. And a safe. All that is left of this once large (1000 plus people) and thriving town are a few bits of foundation, a cistern or two and two old safes with no doors. Changes in the trace, travel, roads and both war and disease gradually eroded the town until the 1930’s when the depression caused the last people to leave. The nearly 200 year-old church is the only structure there and it was hard to reach in the rain. A fence closed off most of it and a muddy hill was also effective in keeping me away. So this shot is all I got and the safe. It was a lonely place, in the rain, no one around and just felt eerie.
