There was really no excuse for me, a blues lover from waaay back, not having known that Highway 61 is the main highway running south from Memphis through the heart of the Mississippi Delta, but I didn't. Twin catalysts of longtime curiosity and a show by the Hives at a tiny bar in Oxford moved me to head south over Memorial Day of last year. That was when Dylan's album title and the mysterious geographic mother lode of the blues came together.
You can find a nice little photo essay of my trip here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/deedubnyc/sets/72157600306978872/
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