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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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