Today we didn't wake up until after 8.30, since we changed time zone yesterday we put this down to jet lag as it would have been not too bad if we were only about 30 miles to the west. Our bodies just woke up to the sunlight I guess.
Last night was much cooler. I even had to get the sleeping bag out last night. Let me just say that my Thermarest really smells now quite strongly of vinegar and mildew damp.
First thing this morning we went to the birthplace of Abraham Lincoln, he was born two hundred years ago this year. In 1911 they put the hut they thought he was born in into a big memorial building. Except once they built the building they realised that the hut was quite large and wouldn't fit very well. So they shaved 4 feet off the walls of the hut so it would fit neatly. Somewhere in the small print in the visitor centre they also admitted that it might not be the actual hut he was born in either.
We stopped for lunch in Howardstown, which was a petrol station and two liquor stores, it being on the edge of a dry county. From here we figured out a shortcut from the route while sat at their table eating Bologna sandwiches (pronounced baloney) and went down a road to see the trappists.
This was the Gethsemani Monastery for the Trappist monks of Kentucky. They have a very impressive building and have been going since December 21st 1848. We looked in their gift shop and they had various religious memorabilia, books and produce. They make a very pretty penny selling cheese, fudge and fruitcake by mail order.
We spoke to couple of brothers, one of whom had been there since 1946, he didn't look that old so it must be a stress free living! He was originally from Philadelphia and told us how he used to like cycling and once got his wheel caught in the trolleycar rail and sped down the hill in the train tracks with a trolley car following him trying desparately not to run him over.
It looked like a very peaceful place, and the simple life looked very appealing. If anyone is interested in putting in some money to start a cheese making, cake baking commune with Sarah and I please let us know.
We arrived in Bardstown just after 5pm and tried to find somewhere to buy some foodfor dinner. Fresh produce was off the menu again as we couldn't find a supermarket of any size in the town, although we did see an Arbys, a Domino's, Sonic Burger, McDonalds, a country kitchen and a couple of other places.
In the end we opted for a tinned melange (pork and beans, sweetcorn, peas) with boil in the bag rice. This was an unfortunate choice, the peas were a pretty much brown and the whole lot was unparalleled in blandness, matched only by the green bean and kidney bean tortillas evening from a few weeks back.
We are typing this sat in McDonalds after having a consolation ice cream and listening to country and western music. Have you ever had a McFlurry? They are our new favourite thing. The song on at the moment is about how this guy loves his truck, would take a bullet for his kids, his country or Jesus and would give his last breath to his wife. I kid you not.
We are at the centre of the Bourbon distillation industry. We had wanted to visit a distillery but they were all closed by the time we arrived, and they don't open until after 1pm tomorrow, presumably to give everyone the chance to go to church before they go on the local booze tours.
Tomorrow morning at 10am there is a cowboy Sunday church service in the outdoors at the campsite. Did we mention we were in the bible belt?