When you and the dog live in a 19-foot trailer, you have to take time every now and then to do some basic maintenance. Things have to be emptied, things have to be cleaned, things have to be sanitized…
Happily, those things don’t take all day. There’s time left for drinking coffee and a small moment of sight-seeing.
After the coffee and the trailer stuff, Millie and I went north a few miles to Boone Gap.
While there should be, but is not, a picture of coonskin cap-wearing Fess Parker at the Gap, there are historical markers to tell the story.
Daniel was commissioned by a real estate developer to find a route through the mountains from North Carolina to Kentucky. He did. Here among the “knobs” of the Appalachians, the Boone Trace was completed. He stopped too soon. Just a few miles further west and he’d have found himself surrounded by horse farms, racetracks and distilleries.
The Gap, for those interested, is marked on Hwy 25, between Mt. Vernon and Berea, Kentucky.
Great blog, wonderful journey. Thanks for sharing.