Day 4 - Spontaneous Nash Dash at DennyGibson.com
For my third consecutive Nashville breakfast, I finally went to someplace
new.
Fenwick's 300
was about five miles from my motel but it was independently owned and
sounded interesting. I arrived shortly after it opened and for awhile had
the big horseshoe counter to myself. A few other diners occupied booths
against the walls. The space occupied by Fenwick's 300 used to be a
bowling alley and, as you can tell from the second and third pictures,
they didn't throw everything away. The third picture is of the spot where
I sat. I blame my tendency to sometimes dribble a little jelly for the
minor problem those dots caused. Even when mostly covered with
my meal, I occasionally caught one at the edge
of my vision and made a move to wipe it up.
I keep a ToDo category of favorites in my GPS. On Thursday, as I drove
toward Nashville, I noticed one called
Boyce General
Store a little north of the Tennessee line. It didn't mean anything in
particular to me, and I didn't investigate at the time, but I looked it up
once I got to the motel. The domain name for their website is
"burgerandpies" and the website features food. I figured I must
have made note of the place so I could eat there someday. Working it in on
the way home seemed to make sense. I intentionally did breakfast early in
hopes of having an appetite back for lunch. After breakfast, I returned to
the motel and worked on this website until near the official checkout
time.
I bolted through Nashville on expressways then picked up US-31E and
leisurely made my way to Boyce. I arrived about 12:30 when the lunch crowd
should be at its peak but the place was deserted. Had I studied that
website a little more, I might have realized that monthly musical events
might have been the reason I put it on the list and I would have certainly
realized that it was closed on Sundays and Mondays. Next time I'll know
that and I'll know what it looks like, too.
My plan had been to pick up I-65 after lunch in Boyce but I now headed
into Bowling Green. Lunch was at the new-to-me
White
Squirrel Brewery. While I was there, the sky darkened and a few drops
of rain hit the ground. I jokingly Tweeted that rain might keep me from
leaving the brewery but it didn't. Eventually a check of radar maps
convinced me that the rain had already passed to the north. It was to the
north alright, but it hadn't quite passed. I hit it just beyond the city
limits on US-31W.
I suppose nature will eventually reclaim Horse Shoe Camp Cabins, but until
it does, I'll probably keep snapping pictures every time I pass by. Today
it was just a couple shots from the car in the rain.
It rained off and on from Bowling Green to near Cave City where I paused
for a picture of Wigwam Village #2. It looked like four of five tepees
were full which I considered a good sign. I thought of spending the night
myself and would have if I knew what was ahead. But the rain had stopped
and the sky was starting to clear so I kept going. I picked up I-65 at
Munfordville.
The sky never really cleared and near Fort Knox it opened up. One picture
is right before a wiper sweep and the other is right after it. The deluge
was over by the time I reached Louisville and the rest of the trip was
free of rain. Wish I'd been in a dry tepee, though.
democrat
