We entered into Louisiana from Texas, after a muddy and frightening visit to the Hardin County (TX) highpoint, and stopped in De Ridder for a lunch break at De Dairy Queen. De rain was incessant and loud and heavy; we had to cancel a whole bunch of highpoints we had planed because of the potential for mud and flooding. On the docket from De Ridder was the easy Allen Parish highpoint, fortunately located next to a paved state highway.

We journeyed east along state route LA-112 for a number of miles to its junction with northbound LA-377. We turned onto route 377, which was in pretty bad shape, and drove a bumpy three miles or so to the top of an obvious rise on the road, just north of the Sixmile Church, which serves as a good reference point. The highpoint is just off the road to the east in the woods. In heavy rain, I opted to scout the woods for the highspot then call out for Beth, who was sitting in the truck wondering why she married a highpointer, probably. I can't say I found anything obvious, just the usual slight bulges in the land. I called Beth over and we stepped on a couple likely spots, snapped a photo and got on our way, with the Jefferson Davis Parish highspots next on the list. The rain never let up and in fact poured like the dickens - easily an inch-an-hour pace. Driving went slow and the noise of rain on the roof got kind of loud after awhile. Such is the life of a heroic highpointer and his patient, wonderful, loving, trusty wife.