July 2: It's Really a Thing

Today is dedicated to my grandson, Blake who would have loved the disc course at Honey Bear Hollow. He’s so talented athletically and just one of the most loving people I know. I love you, Blake.

“I never knew how much love my heart could hold until someone called me grandma.”

Laurie Dieppa

Started off in Kentucky. I stayed at a very nice KOA site. The dog exercise area even had exercise equipment that my dogs were entirely against. They just peed on all of it. There was a catch and release fishing pond and lots of places to ride bikes. Too bad I was just staying for the night. My first stop today was to the Kentucky Stonehenge. It was in a neighborhood of homes in Munfordville. The homes were beautiful and there was more to see than just Stonehenge, such as Cannon Hill, a rock park where there is a sign that says, “stay off of the rocks.” I guess the park is really for the rocks. There was also the Garden of Gethsemane. It was all very impressive, but I couldn’t find any info on site. Online I discovered that a man, Chester Fryer, who is a native of Munfordville, is the creator and the land on which all the rocks are displayed is part of his estate.

Kentucky has so much grass, but I didn't see any that looked blue. Also, so many horses. That makes sense, Kentucky Derby and all. Next stop was at Abraham Lincoln’s Birthplace, which of course is a National Historical Park. It was worth the stop. We took a long walk through the forested area. The path was carved out nicely and graveled over. There is an enormous monument building erected on the very spot where Lincoln’s home was located when Abraham was born. His father and mother settled here because of the Chestnut trees and the sinking water spring. On our walk we saw so many spiders. I’ve looked online, but have yet to identify them. They were large with a brownish-red body and very long legs like a Daddy Long Legs. We stayed clear, just in case.

As I found a place to fuel up on caffeine my oil light came on. I had to go about 80 miles out of my way to find a quick oil change place - Valvoline in Fishers, Indiana. My oil indicator said that I was at 4% - not exactly sure what that means, but it didn’t sound good. So, I had to unhitch my trailer, go through the oil change line and then rehitch, which took more than an hour! :0{ I called AAA (That’s Aaron, Alec, and Andrew)They are my go tos when I can’t figure something out. All’s well that ends well. 100% oil indicator, all hitched up and went on to Honey Bear Hollow Campsite. I had to go through Louisville to get to the campsite, which is the home of the Louisville Slugger, which of course made me think of my favorite baseball player, Blake Semanie, my oldest grandson. The campgrounds were a very folksy place, family run - but most interesting is this is the home of only 5 championship “18 hole” Frisbee golf courses. Oh excuse me, they are not frisbees, they’re discs. When you walk into the campground office the walls are lined with discs of various diameters, thicknesses, colors, and weights. They have names such as Katana, Leopard, Meteor, Cheetah, Beast, and Wraith, just to name a few. As I was checking in the cramped office/store was filled with young men discussing the various discs in such a serious manner, I almost laughed. There is even the PDGA, not the PGA, but the Professional Disc Golf Association. It’s a real thing. One of the things I used to do with my class at the end of the year was Frisbee - laundry basket golf. The kids loved it.

Made us omelettes and sausage for dinner. No wifi, so just writing tonight. Going to take a shower and go to bed.