Day 16

Sunday, 22 Jun 2014
  Frankfort, KY to Danville, KY
57.2 miles, 5h13m, 10.9 mph
Elapsed Time: 7h50m, Max speed: 36.3mph
Total Climbing: 4497ft, Max elevation: 988ft
Total mileage: 1082.8


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Delayed my start a little so I could watch the Formula 1 race on the Internet. When the result was obvious I jumped on the
bike and screamed back down to the Kentucky River. Then climbed back up the other side. The whole
point of this exercise was to visit the Woodford Distillery...even though I knew it would not be open until late on Sunday.


But there were surprises. These are the some of the ruins of the Old Crow Distillery. Old Crow went under in the 80s when they screwed up
the taste of their cheap bourbon. I think Beam owns the place now and uses some of the undamaged warehouses for storage.


An abandoned warehouse from the adjacent Old Taylor Distillery.


More Old Taylor. Apparently this was an amazing place in its day. It's been closed since the 70s, but the guys at
Wild Turkey said it has been purchased by one of the big syndicates and will be reopened. There's a lot of work to do.


And it has a castle!


Here's what I came for. Closed.


What doesn't belong in this picture?


I came screaming down that hill on the other side, on to the bridge, and there was a left turn! Very exciting.


I climbed up the hill and joined the 12 noon tour of the Wild Turkey Distillery. They had just shut down
distilling operations for the summer, so it didn't smell like grains and yeast, and there wasn't much going on.


Here's the lab. Presumably lots of analysis (i.e. drinking) would be happening here if it wasn't Sunday.


Wild Turkey was recently purchased by one of the big booze syndicates and the entire operation was
revamped--including a complete rebuilding of the distillery. This is the old column still. All the Wild Turkey you drink today went
through this thing. Now it's an ornament in the Visitor Center.


After a taste of Wild Turkey, I just had to grind out the miles to Danville. Mostly I rode down the highway, but
when the shoulder disappeared it was back to the countryside. I've gotta say, ignoring the rumble strip thing,
the rural roads in Kentucky are of uniformly superior quality. Lots of silky smooth asphalt.


Now that I'm getting into the South, you can expect more courthouse pictures.



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