Miles Today: 46
Miles to Date: 15,503
States to Date: 43
Kentucky is like the Runaway Mine Train kiddie coaster at Six Flags, an endless series of little hills and dales. On this grey day, I added color in my imagination and envisioned the crazy quilt of contours and crops as a real-life David Hockney painting.
Kentucky ought to be named ‘The Front Porch State.’ Almost every house has one, and on a seasonable Thursday morning, a good many of the rockers are occupied by folks chatting, smoking, taking in the view, and waving at oddball cyclists.
By late afternoon the clouds lifted and the sky came clear. When my host Joyce opened the door she had confused the day, but didn’t miss a beat in offering me on of the best meals of my trip: cornbread griddle cakes topped with white northern beans and homemade relish and homemade pineapple cake for dessert. That woman can cook!
After supper, Joyce was off to visit her three-week-old twin grandsons. She gave me a ticket to Grayson County Fair, a short walk away. I enjoyed walking the mid-way, watching the Mrs. Grayson County Pageant and tractor pull. But what I liked most was checking out all the blue ribbon winning food. Next year, I‘m hoping they invite me back. Who could better judge the sweets?