Day 2

Wax Campground, somewhere near Nolin Lake, KY, southwest of Louisville.
Couple of sprinkles last night contrary to Bill (the Park Manager’s forecast). Dan and Chris both ended up putting the fly’s on their tent; not a big deal. Woke up around 7:00 to the sounds of lots of Bass boats running up the lake.
My complements to the Army Corps of Engineers (builders of the campground), the facilities were first rate – bathrooms, roads, sites… Only comment (no complaining), the camp sites are all gravel, kind of tough if you’re on a sleeping pad. Dan and Ray have Mattress envy.
I must have been snoring last night (how unusual) cause I needed a shot of medicinal scotch to dull the soar throat.
Out of CG at 9 am.
Gas @ 10. Very ‘old style’ pump, no ‘pay at the pump’ and you paid in the store. I didn’t get a receipt, so no fuel qty entry.
10:15 – Brownsville, KY. Breakfast at Laura’s Hilltop Restaurant – “Home of the Catfish”. None of us had Catfish, but the breakfast were large, coffee often and the cost was very affordable. Didn’t seem to be a ‘non-smoking’ section. Seems tobacco is pretty plentiful in KY.
11:30 (KY time) crossed into TN
12:43 Buchanan, TN. Trip Odo 660 miles, fuel 3.2 gals.
1:00 stopped at Lakewood Elementary to utilize their picnic tables, stretch our legs, drink a soda and Dan adjusts his Hwy pegs.
Saw a Harley on the road a couple of miles back, looked like he slid out making a U-turn and was trying to stand the bike back up. (Imagine dropping you bike (inside joke)).
4:00 Fuel north of Memphis – 2.9 gals. Trip Odo 794 mi.
5:30 Graceland. Chris had to make a ‘sudden’ U-turn, much excitement for those following. Still getting used to setting destinations on the Zumo, we ended up going into MS then back into TN to find Graceland.
Our goal was to have dinner at Neelys BBQ, no problem navigating to it but it was closed on Sunday contrary to the sign on the door.
Headed south on I-55 to the MS/KY stateline – dinner at Tops BBQ. Saw a police car in the restaurant and my Grandmother told me to eat where the Police eat – they’re supposed to know the good places. Food was pretty good. We’ll have to hit Neely’s or Corky’s on another trip.
Called Kathy to do a google for a place to stay for the night. She called back – Frog Hollow, Grenada, MS, about 78 miles south.
We’re starting to develop a pattern: get to where we plan to spend the night, then drive another 100 miles.
I called Beth (the park manager) to make sure they had camp sites. She told me it was raining in Grenada now; we were in bright sunshine in Memphis, but you could see thunderheads to the south.
8:30 pm. Made Frog’s Hollow in just over an hour. Exit ramp completely fogged in. Dan thought is was smoke, I thought is was a lake. No rain.
Set up camp in the back of the CG. Ground wet. Too close to the Interstate. Glad I have ear plugs; lots of truck traffic on I-55.
I crawled into the tent around 9;30 (after a couple of shots of medicinal scotch). Didn’t hear much after that.