June 21, 2012 ~~~ Got up at 5:45 this morning and took a few daylight photos of this "Inn" we stayed at. Not quite as spooky in the daylight hours.... but I still think Steven Spielberg would like this location.
By that little dark back door is where I went to smoke a cigarette in the dark. But only once!
Ummm.. yes. This was a sign posted prominently in the parking lot and behind the building.
And this is a picture I took looking down the side of the building ... weird "smoke" in the photo. I was NOT smoking when I was taking photos, and I was the only person out there. And as I mentioned earlier... we were the ONLY guests in the entire place! Creepiness factor increased when I saw this photo.
After shooting a few photos, we showered and got out of there! By 8:00 a.m. it was 70-degrees and steamy!
Driving through the hills again in Kentucky and came upon West Liberty... a small town we had never heard of... and discovered it had been hit HARD by a tornado in March. Look up the photos and videos of that if you want, it cut a path a mile wide .... it's horrible to see it in person. Nearly all the businesses in town took a major hit or were destroyed, as were whole neighborhoods. Some hillsides were completely denuded of trees. Clean up is still going on all over town. Very very sad.
Down the road a piece we drove through Salyersville and learned that it too had been hit by a tornado the day after West Liberty! The tornado had touched down several times, but fortunately wasn't as large as the one that went straight through the heart of West Liberty.
We got to the Tennessee state line about 12:10 p.m., and the temperatures had reached 90 degrees by 10:00 a.m., so it was a tad bit warm!
We stopped for a "snack" and to refill our iced tea and found boiled peanuts. A "delicacy" neither of us have ever seen or tasted before. Couldn't find them at first... because I was looking for a "bag" of them. Ah ha! Found them in the crock pots (of course!!) boiling away in brown water. Okay.... so I bought a small cup of them and when they cooled off enough to touch we broke open a couple and tried them. Hmmm .... Darrell said unprintable things about his, which I won't repeat here. We were not expecting the texture AT ALL.... I guess we thought they would still be crunchy? Anyway.... NOT crunchy. In texture and taste, kinda like a big cooked pinto bean... very cooked. Like "mushy". All righty. Probably won't need to buy any of those again. :-)
BUT... the next time I see frog legs on a menu I'm going to try them.
We drove through really really TALL (10-12 feet tall) corn on a very narrow road... we think we might have found where they filmed "Children of the Corn".... it was like driving through an ALLEY of corn. I was on the phone talking to Ter, so didn't get a photo.
Oh! Did I mention that these people have had their gardens in for a long time?? Maybe since about February?? Their corn is tall and almost done! Tomatoes are in roadside stands already! And I think everyone here plants about a half-acre to an acre of garden, and nearly everyone HAS a garden, and no matter how "messy" their house is, or how many refrigerators, old furniture pieces, and junk cars, the garden is in perfect rows and all the grass is mowed and trimmed all the way to the edge of the road. NO weeds or grass standing alongside driveways or ditches or the edges of the road. These people take their weedeaters and gardens serious!
The "BEST" sighting of the day was seeing cows standing in a pond in the middle of a huge pasture. We had seen this before... but in one today we saw several standing in water up PAST their bellies... and one creative cow was sitting down with only her head and neck sticking up out of the water! Of course I couldn't get a photo of THAT one! This photo doesn't do the sight justice... usually the whole group is in the water having a little "swim". This group is just coming out of the water and appear to be heading for the barn.
Got to Clarksville, Tennessee and set up camp for one night near an Army base in a Good Sam RV Park. Will get out of here tomorrow morning to try to find our old boss, Orville Powell, in Dover, Tennessee. Can't find a phone number for him, but DID find an address so he doesn't know we're coming, and we haven't seen him in 30 years!