Trip Start Jul 26, 2006
16Trip End Aug 2006
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We headed out to sales around 9am going south on Hwy 127. Naturally there weren't a lot of sales starting yet, but we did stop at the few we did find. We didn't find anything exciting to prompt us to part with our money. We did enjoy talking with the people that were running the sales. Hubby was getting a learning experience in the 'Southern Language'. I was doing a little translating in the beginning - couldn't help but snicker! By the time we had reached the third sale he pretty much had the southern lingo down and could understand what was being said. Wasn't long before we would pull into the sales and I would go shop and he would go visit with the old guys/gals sitting around trying to stay cool. I think Hubby was having as much fun visiting as I was shopping
We got as far as Phil, Kentucky on Hwy 127 before one of the ladies Hubby was visiting with suggested we take Hwy 910 and we were likely to find the Amish. Since I wasn't finding much at the sales we decided to take up her suggestion, it was time for a scenic detour anyway. We never found the Amish - I think we jigged when we should've jogged at one of the intersections - although we did find horse droppings on the road and a sign for horse trailer repair. We ended up on the Cumberland Parkway going west. This was a very pretty drive. From there we took Hwy 27 north back to Danville. There were lots of rolling hills and pasture land and the black picket fences and black barns. From what we learned they've been painting the fences and barns black instead of the white that you always think of seeing in Kentucky because it doesn't show the dirt and doesn't need to be repainted as often.
This time we were prepared for dinner and knew where we were going to eat. We stopped at Crackerbarrell Restaurant for some southern cooking. Then we sat out on their front porch in their rocking chairs, relaxing and watching the world go by, while I tried to convince Hubby how nice it would be to have a front porch with rocking chairs at our home in Oregon.