Berea to Booneville - 54 miles
Ed let the boys sleep until 7am-which was greatly appreciated. Some of them have said that when they finally get home they're going to sleep until school starts.
Breakfast at McDonalds and still on the road by 8:15. Finally got to see Berea on the way through town-a quaint college town that deserves more than the RV park on its border.
Our destination was Booneville, only about 50 miles away, but it took a big chunk of the day to get there. A lot of hills, road construction, and dogs made the trip arduous.
We are loaded down with air horns to put the kibosh on aggressive dogs. We started calling Sam "Darren Wilson" for his tendency to blast the dogs just for barking!
We had one long climb outside Berea appropriately called Big Hill, then lots of rollers that I, personally, like least.
Finally, around 2pm, we descended into Methville, I mean Booneville, for a late lunch at a friendly diner that graciously divides smoking and non-smoking by a 5 feet high wall in a ten feet high space.
The Presbyterian Church offers a pavilion and a field, a shower and a port-a-John- many thanks to that fine church! We ran into our German friends, set up camp, played cards, went back to the diner, more cards, then asleep by 9pm.
A cooling trend is expected, but the air seems damp.
Next stop, Hazard! I want to knock wood every time I say it.