So there are many things they do in Kentucky, and going by the number of chicken farms i passed, they really like their fried chicken. A great circle, the farmer plants corn on farm to feed the chickens, so it is all very self sustaining. Alot of corn being harvested on my way through western Kentucky, a few coal mines in the distance, but mainly small quiet towns out there.
Met two old lads out on their bikes after doing the Trans Am on my way to Bardstown. They were just after having a night in Falls of Rough state park, and have been tipping away doing about 70miles a day or so. They were after a rough time of it by the sounds of it. Eventhough i was not far behind them coming across the country, they had very changeable weather since Wyoming, and head winds through Kansas. So with that sort of luck they were having, i said i'd keep moving on and started to make some distance after a few hills. Good to finally meet some people going East.
Started getting the fine smell of tobacco as it was being harvested in the fields passing by, but nothing beat the sweet aroma as i entered Bardstown. As i was slowly making my way up a hill, i saw what looked like an intern camp, or correctional facility, but then saw the sign for the distillery. Makers Mark bourbon distillery and the sweet smell around the area was a good lift on the way into town.
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