Thursday, May 19, 2016

March to the Beat of a Different Drum

As the saying goes...we do things in one's own way regardless of societal norms and conventional expectations.

Up early in Thoroughbred country and our first stop is the Kentucky Horse Park, which is dedicated to "man's relationship with the horse." Open to the public, the park has a twice daily Horses of the World Show, showcasing both common and rare horses from around the globe. The horses are ridden in authentic costume. Each year the park is host to a number of special events and horse shows. (TY Wikipedia)

When we arrived at the park, we pulled up to the gate, which I believe there was a fee for entrance. I spoke with the guard, explaining to him I was on a motorcycle rally and needed to get a picture of the building inside. He said "haven't seen any other motorcycles and no one told me about it". He shrugged his shoulders and let me pass. I then got to thinking the tour would not have anyone have to pay a fee and we went back to the entrance and took the picture.

Out of the park onto some really really nice side roads. It seems the fashion de jour for fences is to stain them a Jacobean color, eliminating the white fences. I see the practicality of this, much less upkeep. There are some green in these estates, both in the form of bluegrass grass and in the safes in the dens of the homes. NASCAR has tar and concrete, HORSE RACING has rolling fields of daisies and green green grass. Both have a beauty in them.

We rolled into Aberdeen Ohio picking up US52. This is the whole history of Aberdeen according to Wikipedia. Aberdeen was platted in 1816. It was incorporated in 1850.

When I was researching border crossings for Welcome to Ohio signs, there was not an abundance of signs and when I did find one they were in the most difficult places. This one was not that easy, just happened to have a drive way across the street.

In Chillicothe got a mural of their history.

Chillicothe was the first and third capital of Ohio and is located in southern Ohio along the Scioto River. The town's name comes from the Shawnee Chala·ka·tha, named after one of the five major divisions of the Shawnee people, as it was the chief settlement of that tribal division. Modern Chillicothe was the center of the ancient Hopewell tradition, which flourished from 200 BCE until 500 CE.

Speaking of Hopewell culture, we stopped at Hopewell Culture National Historic Park for INK. We have been here before on a previous trip.

A really lame picture of the VC and one of the mounds. Crystal heard the comment from the Spyderlovers forum and held the Americana Tour card up in front of her face. I bet she is not grinning behind it.

Made our way up to Circleville for the Civil War Monument

This awesome mural (sure beats the one from Chillicothe) is so good that Crystal at first thought it was the view down Main Street from a distance. It wasn't until we got closer she realized it was painted.

The city was originally laid out after 1810 within the 1100-foot diameter of a circle of a Hopewell tradition earthwork dating to the early centuries of the Common Era. The county courthouse was built in the center of the innermost circle. By the late 1830s residents had tired of this design and gained authorization from the state legislature to change the layout to a standard grid, which was accomplished by the mid-1850s. All traces of the Hopewell earthwork were destroyed here, although hundreds of other monuments may be found in the Ohio Valley.

Source: Wikipedia

I am sensing a remake of Poltergeist, ya think !!

In Lancaster, seized (getting sick of the word grabbed) the Fairfield County Courthouse.

Scorched Earth General William Tecumseh Sherman was born here. Green Grass of Wyoming was filmed here.

Moving on to National Trial Raceway. National Trail Raceway is a quarter-mile dragstrip located between Hebron and Kirkersville. The racetrack was completed in 1964. In 1976, Shirley Muldowney became the first female to ever win a national event in the Top Fuel Dragster category. In 1982, the first ever all-female professional final took place between Shirley and Lucille Lee.

Crystal kept yelling out that I was Goof Ball at this stop. Me, being hard of hearing, I thought she was referring to the Golf Ball.

Last visit of the day was a visit to John Clem, the Youngest Drummer in the Civil War.

John Lincoln Clem (August 13, 1851 – May 13, 1937) was a United States Army general who served as a drummer boy in the Union Army in the American Civil War. He gained fame for his bravery on the battlefield, becoming the youngest noncommissioned officer in Army history. He retired from the U.S. Army in 1915, having attained the rank of brigadier general in the Quartermaster Corps, he was the last veteran of the American Civil War still on duty in the U.S. Armed Forces. By special act of Congress on August 29, 1916, he was promoted to major general one year after his retirement.

Source: Wikepedia

Around 350 miles for the day ending up at the Super 8 in Saint Clairsville. As we pulled in both of us had a deja vu moment. The driveway / parking lot has this really steep off camber road that I remember from being in the FJR. A real uneasy feeling navigating to a parking place. Right next door in walking distance is the West Texas Roadhouse. I said it is walking distance which Crystal did walk. I had the key to the SPYDER so I rode. Call me lazy.

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