Cemetaries, Old Forts and Memories

I like to have a general route plan before we leave for the day and as always I like to look at the map and find points of interest. One of them that stood out was Daniel Boone's grave and since I was a fan of Mister Boone's work and Becky had always wanted to go, we headed up to Frankfort (much to Patrick's chagrin) to see where this famous man was buried, well one of the places he might be buried since he was originally buried in Missouri and then dug up to be moved to Kentucky. Anyways, they have a large grave for someone there.

It was a beautiful site situated on the banks of the Kentucky River overlooking the city.

The cemetery workers lent us their golf cart so I didnt have to hoof it over the miles of hills to get to the grave. The cemetery was huge with graves dating back into the 1800s. They had a war memorial for citizens of Kentucky.

 There were many beautiful gravestones of intricate design and I would have liked to study some of them further and taken a few more pictures but the teenager was whining about being bored, wet and absolutely miserable that we were in a graveyard. So we returned the cart and headed south again on Route 127.
There was a sign for Old Fort Harrod so Becky Googled it because we both knew the name from reading about Boone and Simon Kenton. So of course we had to stop and see the first settlement west of the Alleghenies in what is now Harrodsburg, KY.
(Warning, if you don't like looking at old stuff, skip ahead.)

An old cemetery

Simon Kenton participated in Dunmore's War.

The blacksmith billows

This was the school house.

Enjoying the flat sidewalks the settlers installed at their fort......suspect.

This church is built around a cabin that was the wedding place of Abraham Lincoln's parents. This is the wedding chapel shrine.

Love the look on Patrick's face.

Largest osage orange tree in the country.

George Rogers Clark fought the Indians in the Kentucky and Ohio regions. He was the brother of William Clark of Lewis and Clark fame.

From Harrodsburg, we took 127 to Danville and got on 27, then 150 and since we needed to make time got on the dreaded I-75 to roll on to the Smokey Mountains. We ended up at Cades Cove Campground up 8 miles of twisting winding roads.

Red buds in full bloom

 We left I-75 in Knoxville for Rte 129 Alcoa Highway. Back in 1996, I used to live in the Maryville, TN area and worked for Alcoa Good Times and Rick McGill's Toyota. Being back in the area brought back a lot of memories.