Mon 30 July – 7619 steps
Song: Kentucky Blues by Lauren Copley. (You have to be more or less my age and from SA to know this one)
We had a short drive to Lexington. I slept for most of it. We arrived too early to check in so went to the adjoining Kentucky Horse park. It is a beautiful park, loads of lush grass land and wooden fences – typical horse country.
They have an extensive museum with displays of how horses were first domesticated and how they have evolved; their relationship with man and their role in man’s development around the world; as well as the different breeds, etc.
They also put on daily shows, where you get to see retired racing champions and learn their history. For some reason, it was a bit of a tear jerker for both David and I. Not sure why, they have lived a good live and are now well looked after – perfect retirement job.
After that, you move to an arena where riders come out on different breeds of horses and put them through their paces. It was very interesting, particularly if like David, you have grown up with a dad and grandfather who bred thoroughbred Arabian race horses. After the show, David returned to the museum and I returned to the RV for time out.
We drove into Lexington, found a Walmart, stocked up and returned to the campgrounds to check in. The campgrounds are spacious, beautiful lawns with loads of trees. A real treat after being packed in like sardines in Louisville.
Chuckle of the day: I want whoever made these hooves shine like polished wood to do my nails!
What I learnt: One of the closest living relatives to horses is the Rhinoceros and I prefer camping in the countryside.
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