Paducah, KY

With its historic downtown, the Ohio River, and the National Quilt Museum, Paducah, Kentucky, is a destination to enjoy.




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Roebling Suspension Bridge

COVINGTON, KY—John A. Roebling designed the bridge, and then started construction of the Roebling Suspension Bridge from Covington, Kentucky to Cincinnati, Ohio in September 1856. It opened in December, 1866. Had it been completed earlier, it could have been used instrumentally for troops during the Civil War.

When finished, it was the longest suspension bridge in the world at 1,057 feet. It was a model for the Brooklyn Bridge which would be built 30 years later in New York City.



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Fire destroys Rabbit Hash store

RABBIT HASH, KENTUCKY—Fire broke out about 9 p.m. and even though firefighters from several districts responded, the flames leveled the Rabbit Hash General Store. This out-of-the-way, historic destination on the Ohio River was visited by thousands.

Rabbit Hash was on my list of places to visit for the Ohio River Towns project. Fortunately, I was there in 2010 to get a few pictures.



Here is the Wikipedia listing for Rabbit Hash.

You can see local news coverage of the fire from WCPO here.

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Home Sweet Home

Day 6, August 10

A decent night’s rest and drying out is what I needed most before the final push home. And, it was to be a short one, only 275 miles—about a five hour ride.

Checked out of the motel. Gassed up and headed north on I-75. Of course this tour would not be complete unless I had to pull over one more time and don the rain gear. Yes. Rain gear … again.

It was a fine mist and light rain that lasted about 30-40 minutes south of Lexington, Kentucky. When I was out from under it, I just kept going with the rain gear on. It’s more convenient to leave it on that to take it off, and have to put it back on again somewhere down the road.

I stopped for gas again in Georgetown. While I was attending to the bike and fuel, two young men approached me and said, “Nice looking bike. How does it ride?” The motorcycle sure does draw attention, and like my wife says, it’s the catalyst for those chance encounters with people on the road.

I rolled into my neighborhood and up onto the sidewalk in front of the house where I usually wash the bike. Inside, I was welcomed with a long warm hug and kisses from my lover, my best friend, my wife, Lin. It’s good to be home.


More thoughts and ramblings are coming. Until next time.

See you on the highway.