In Sept. I was staying for a couple of days in Murfreesboro , Ark. I spent about 3 hours the first day digging in Crater of Diamonds area to try my luck in finding a diamond. It was a hot day and about noon I had enought fun so I thought I would pick up a beer and go back to my motel. I stopped in a local grocery store and found out I was in a dry county. I asked the clerk where I could buy a beer and she said it was 36 miles and the next county. I didn't think this was going to be any big trip so I had left my Gps at the hotel . The main highway rain north out of town so I figured that was the way she meant , I am a guy after all , what directions, don't need no damn directions .
It was a nice day and 36 miles did not bother me so away I went , After about 30 some miles there was a county sign so I thought Things were going great and then at about 36 miles, lo and behold a town. I stopped at the first store and went back to the coolers and got a bad feeling when I only seen water and pop. I asked the clerk where I could buy a beer and she told me I was in a dry county.
So I figured I should have went east out of town instead of North so I return to Murfreesboro and then get on the highway headed east. I have now went about 72 miles. Headed east I again encounter a county sign at about 30 miles and then at about 36 miles I enter the town of Arkidelphia . This is a fairly busy town located right on Interstate 30 so I figured I was home free. I stopped at a gas station which carries everything and went back to the cooler and got a bad feeling as again I didn't see any beer. I asked the clerk where I could buy a beer and she said I had about 40 miles to go in any directon before I would find one as this is a dry county.
Now I am getting a little upset and determined to find a beer, I went out to my bike and brought my map back with me and asked the clerk if she would just point to a county where I could buy a beer. An elderly gentleman , who needed a shave and looked like he might have had a drink or two asked me if I was looking for a beer . I told him yes and he said to go north on the interstate 1 mile and turn left on hwy 7 and in 20 miles I would be at a licquor store . I like a man that knows what he is talking about and he looked like somewhat of an expert on beer. I did as he instructed and found the store. Then I had to figure how to get home.
About 180 miles later I was finally back at the motel with my cold beer, it tasted great, the whole 12 pack.
Mac
It was a nice day and 36 miles did not bother me so away I went , After about 30 some miles there was a county sign so I thought Things were going great and then at about 36 miles, lo and behold a town. I stopped at the first store and went back to the coolers and got a bad feeling when I only seen water and pop. I asked the clerk where I could buy a beer and she told me I was in a dry county.
So I figured I should have went east out of town instead of North so I return to Murfreesboro and then get on the highway headed east. I have now went about 72 miles. Headed east I again encounter a county sign at about 30 miles and then at about 36 miles I enter the town of Arkidelphia . This is a fairly busy town located right on Interstate 30 so I figured I was home free. I stopped at a gas station which carries everything and went back to the cooler and got a bad feeling as again I didn't see any beer. I asked the clerk where I could buy a beer and she said I had about 40 miles to go in any directon before I would find one as this is a dry county.
Now I am getting a little upset and determined to find a beer, I went out to my bike and brought my map back with me and asked the clerk if she would just point to a county where I could buy a beer. An elderly gentleman , who needed a shave and looked like he might have had a drink or two asked me if I was looking for a beer . I told him yes and he said to go north on the interstate 1 mile and turn left on hwy 7 and in 20 miles I would be at a licquor store . I like a man that knows what he is talking about and he looked like somewhat of an expert on beer. I did as he instructed and found the store. Then I had to figure how to get home.
About 180 miles later I was finally back at the motel with my cold beer, it tasted great, the whole 12 pack.
Mac
