Day Forty-Seven
I don't need an alarm clock to wake up because each day I wake to the sound of the earlybirds that must get up at 6:00 am so they can be back on the road by 7:30 or 8:00.
Hey, I'm retired.
As I enjoyed my breakfast I could hear the rain drops on my roof gradually picking up their pace as the morning slid by.
I had decided to go north up toward Lexington, Kentucky and just see what I can come up with along the way for things to do.
Because I had disconnected the truck from the trailer to drive up yesterday into the Smokies. I now had to re-hitch it in the rain. It wasn't too bad because I'm getting quite fast at this. Hustling through the hitching process became a wasted effort once I pulled out on the road out of town. The same traffic I had dealt with coming into town was out there all snarled up trying to leave town. The rain didn't help either.
It was a kind of warm drizzle of a day. The heavy clouds above hung low on the mountains obscuring their peaks. Being a Sunday there weren't many of the big semi's out on the interstate.
I was getting close to Lexington by mid-afternoon so I looked at the map and decided instead of continuing northward I would go east through Daniel Boone National Park. I wondered if there might be a good campground in the park. Shortly after turning east on Hwy. 64 I noticed a sign for Natural Bridge State Park & Resort. I grabbed the first exit and expected to see more signage but after about 7 miles I pulled over and checked Google Maps. It turned out that it was quite a drive out of my way. Normally I would just turn around and get back to the interstate but I noticed when I got off that there was no on ramp to get back on. I pulled up Google Maps and found an alternate way back but this took me along this backwoods, super narrow road. Either side of the road had a shallow ditch with no shoulder so every time a truck approached from the other direction they would stop and pull off into the ditch to let me by. This went on for about 8 miles and I was never so glad to see the freeway.
I got out my KOA directory and found a campground at Argillite, Kentucky less than an hour away. I booked the spot on the phone and rolled in about 6:00 pm. I was a bit surprised how empty the park was considering all the previous parks had been sold out for the most part.
It was a perfect evening, a little dinner, cocktails and Sunday night football.
Hey, I'm retired.
As I enjoyed my breakfast I could hear the rain drops on my roof gradually picking up their pace as the morning slid by.
I had decided to go north up toward Lexington, Kentucky and just see what I can come up with along the way for things to do.
Because I had disconnected the truck from the trailer to drive up yesterday into the Smokies. I now had to re-hitch it in the rain. It wasn't too bad because I'm getting quite fast at this. Hustling through the hitching process became a wasted effort once I pulled out on the road out of town. The same traffic I had dealt with coming into town was out there all snarled up trying to leave town. The rain didn't help either.
It was a kind of warm drizzle of a day. The heavy clouds above hung low on the mountains obscuring their peaks. Being a Sunday there weren't many of the big semi's out on the interstate.
I was getting close to Lexington by mid-afternoon so I looked at the map and decided instead of continuing northward I would go east through Daniel Boone National Park. I wondered if there might be a good campground in the park. Shortly after turning east on Hwy. 64 I noticed a sign for Natural Bridge State Park & Resort. I grabbed the first exit and expected to see more signage but after about 7 miles I pulled over and checked Google Maps. It turned out that it was quite a drive out of my way. Normally I would just turn around and get back to the interstate but I noticed when I got off that there was no on ramp to get back on. I pulled up Google Maps and found an alternate way back but this took me along this backwoods, super narrow road. Either side of the road had a shallow ditch with no shoulder so every time a truck approached from the other direction they would stop and pull off into the ditch to let me by. This went on for about 8 miles and I was never so glad to see the freeway.
I got out my KOA directory and found a campground at Argillite, Kentucky less than an hour away. I booked the spot on the phone and rolled in about 6:00 pm. I was a bit surprised how empty the park was considering all the previous parks had been sold out for the most part.
It was a perfect evening, a little dinner, cocktails and Sunday night football.
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