We start off with a picture taken just outside of Centerville, Tennessee at the turn-off to Minnie Pearl's hometown of Grinder's Switch, which I didn't realize until now was a real town! The next picture is just some of the rolling hills of Western Tennessee. We crossed the Duck River half a dozen times, this picture is just one of them. Must be a good fishing river, we seen quite a few working at it. 4th pictures is my bike and tent set up at Loretta Lynn's campground near Hurricane Mills, Tennessee. Incidently, Hurricane Creek winds through the area and probably there was a mill near there somewhere, hence the name. Last is some of the "furniture" on a patio next to the bathhouse at the campground. This isn't the lawn swing I sat on (see below), that one was on the covered porch and I didn't take a picture of it.
Thursday April 15, Hope you all got your taxes mailed! Ha ha! Today is my bicycling companion's 69th birthday, and I can only hope to be in as good shape when I'm that old, which would be a miracle since I'm not right now at 49! We packed up camp and headed out 15 miles to the town of Centerville, which is a twin-town with the tiny town of Grinder's Switch, hometown of Minnie Pearl (with the famous hat with the price tag hanging off it!). Nice little set of towns, very homey and quiet. We decided to ride on another 15 miles to where our road crossed under the freeway (I-40) but when we got there the truck stop was closed down. It was another long, dry, hot (87 degrees) ride conserving what water we had left. It as a very hilly road, to boot! But we made it, to the turn-off to Hurricane Mills, home of country singer Loretta Lynn. There was a small country store at the turn so we stopped, and one of Loretta Lynn's daughter's, Cissy, was in there. She looks a bit like a blonde verson of her mother. We went up to the campground on Loretta Lynn's ranch and got a tent site, which was pretty far removed from the bathhouse! It was pretty, though, built on a tree-covered ridge and you could look out over the rows of hills going off into the distance. Little squirrels were running around the campground, lots of oak trees to keep them happy. In fact we had to use our feet to sweep the acorn tops out of the way to make a place to put our tents. Up by the bathhouse there was a huge covered porch with a wooden floor, and there was a lawn swing up there, so I took my book over and happily swung and read until almost dark. Miles ridden: 43.7
Thursday April 15, Hope you all got your taxes mailed! Ha ha! Today is my bicycling companion's 69th birthday, and I can only hope to be in as good shape when I'm that old, which would be a miracle since I'm not right now at 49! We packed up camp and headed out 15 miles to the town of Centerville, which is a twin-town with the tiny town of Grinder's Switch, hometown of Minnie Pearl (with the famous hat with the price tag hanging off it!). Nice little set of towns, very homey and quiet. We decided to ride on another 15 miles to where our road crossed under the freeway (I-40) but when we got there the truck stop was closed down. It was another long, dry, hot (87 degrees) ride conserving what water we had left. It as a very hilly road, to boot! But we made it, to the turn-off to Hurricane Mills, home of country singer Loretta Lynn. There was a small country store at the turn so we stopped, and one of Loretta Lynn's daughter's, Cissy, was in there. She looks a bit like a blonde verson of her mother. We went up to the campground on Loretta Lynn's ranch and got a tent site, which was pretty far removed from the bathhouse! It was pretty, though, built on a tree-covered ridge and you could look out over the rows of hills going off into the distance. Little squirrels were running around the campground, lots of oak trees to keep them happy. In fact we had to use our feet to sweep the acorn tops out of the way to make a place to put our tents. Up by the bathhouse there was a huge covered porch with a wooden floor, and there was a lawn swing up there, so I took my book over and happily swung and read until almost dark. Miles ridden: 43.7
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