This is the update of the last two weeks.
First, my stay at the Columbus-Belmont State Park. I mentioned this was a Confederate fort but it was actually three different forts. All three had trenches dug by the soldiers and is an impressive relic. Some of the earthworks are over 12 feet high. That’s a lot of manual labor by the men with shovels. For more on the battle http://columbusky.com/battle-of-belmont.php
On the road to Louisville to visit my cousin, I once again found myself passing through towns of famous musicians. On an overnight visit in Center City, Ky, I drove to the Walmart and my GPS told me to turn on Everly Brothers Way. On an internet search, Don Everly was born not far away in a now long forgotten town of Brownie. The drive to Louisville on I-69 I saw a road sign stating the town of Rosine, Ky, was where the famous Bluegrass guitar and mandolin player and father of Bluegrass, Bill Monroe, was born.
The visit with my cousin and her husband and two of her four daughters was great. (I’ll use their initials) L. is the oldest cousin in the family on my father’s side and she told me a few new things about the family and my father. One thing my sister and brother always wondered was where my father’s middle name came from. Well, L. knew and told me it was name of the Mayor of London, Eng. the year my Dad was born. Why and for what reason, no one knows.
I had a really nice time talking with L.’s husband G. We haven’t seen each other, possibly since their wedding. I was only about seven or eight. So, we’ve never sat down and had a good talk. We found we have a lot in common, especially our love of history and Winston Churchill. We also talked on many other topics. I had a great time talking with G.
Their youngest daughter, J., was there and I learned she wants to learn more about wine. Being a former “wine guy” in another life, I suggested reading a few books from the library and tasting more wines. One other area is the memorization of aromas. Many of the smells in wine you can find in your spice cabinet and jars of jams. Of course there are many more aromas, but it’s an easy way to start right in your cupboards and fridge.
L. and G.’s second oldest lives a town away and got back on Sunday from their spring break, and invited us over for dinner. P. is all grown up with two daughters. It was really a fun evening and meeting her husband and talking with P.
While in Louisville L., G., and J. took me on the tour of Churchill Downs. I got to see the layout of the paddock and track and I put it together what I’ve seen on TV. There was a really good museum and movie to watch before the tour. Not really being a horse betting man, I almost wanted to place a bet then and there. Alas, no races until the Derby. Lots of workers were sprucing up the buildings readying for the first Saturday in May.
Another trip to town was over to the Louisville Slugger Museum. It’s an impressive tour. All the bats are made right there in downtown Louisville, and it’s not a giant building. Would you believe the automated lathe can carve a bat in 30 seconds? That’s how all those bats can be made in one small building. On the tour the host hands out bats to look at and I almost stole two. One was a signature bat, the type with burned in signature. They had an Ernie Banks bat there. Ernie Banks passed away in 2015 and was known as “Mr. Cub.” I grew up watching Ernie and remember his 500th home run. The other bat was a commemorative bat from the Cubs World Series win last year. I wanted those bats so bad. I asked the host about whether they still make the bats made for players once they retire or pass away? He said they will only make them for a family member. Now I really regret not stealing that Ernie Banks bat!
After my visit in Louisville, I drove south and past (get your coon skin caps on) the old Fort Boonesborough State Park. I went further to the Levi Jackson Wilderness Road State Park.
I walked part of the Boone Trace trail. I walked in old Dan’el Boone’s footsteps.
After a few days, I drove under Daniel Boone’s footsteps in the tunnel of Cumberland Gap. The Cumberland Gap mountain route was the way west into Kentucky, Tennessee, and beyond.
I arrived yesterday at Natural Tunnels State Park. Let me tell you the drive up was beautiful with the large mountains and even larger valleys.
It feels like spring is here in the East. I learned a new tree back in Levi Jackson SP. The palest yellow blossoms on a small tree is the Dogwood tree. To see a photo check my Instagram page. “KnomadTracks.”
Well, this is pretty close to double “issue” of my weekly blog post, so I’ll sign off.
Thanks for reading.