We have arrived in Kentucky. First stop — the Twin Knobs Campground on Cave Run Lake in eastern Kentucky. Like everywhere else we have stayed these last few weeks, the campground was getting ready to close for the season and only had roughly a quarter of their 200 sites open. They don’t take reservations this time of year though, so despite it being a busy weekend there were still some available sites when we arrived around mid-morning on Saturday.
The lady at the check-in area apologized for not having any open waterfront sites, but recommended this “very private” site. She was right on. It ended up being an awesome spot tucked back in the woods with a giant yard.
Traveling south this time of year is like going back in time. For the past few weeks we’ve arrived at our destination to find just a hint of fall foliage. During our stay the colors increase and intensify — and then we move south and start the cycle over again. Since we don’t plan to head farther south for another couple weeks, hopefully the colors will catch up to us.
We had an enjoyable week with lots of outdoor activities, including hiking, biking and kayaking. We also had a bit of drama in the form of some unwanted middle of the night intruders. I shared the story on our Facebook Page:
Well, it was good while it lasted. It’s been over a year since we last had a mouse in the house. Unfortunately, when we arrived at the campground this week we heard one the first night. Tim put out some Fresh Cab (a stinky product that smells like Christmas puked all over your house) hoping that would keep them away. Apparently the mice in Kentucky like the smell of evergreens because one came in last night and started making all sorts of noise.
I went out to investigate and tracked the noise to an upper cabinet where we keep food. When I opened the door and shined the flashlight in, there he was staring at me with his beady little eyes.
I took a few things out and was working up the courage to reach in with a plastic bag when suddenly he leapt out at me and landed in my hair!!!! As you would expect, several minutes (okay, maybe 10) of hysterics followed where I jumped around screaming “he was in my hair, he was in my hair” I had no idea mice could jump like that and I might be forever traumatized. Tonight the traps come out. I will have my revenge.
I guess people love a good mouse story because the post received a ton of comments. Most expressed a mix of sympathy and glee (cause it’s fun when freaky things happen to other people), while others offered advice (get a dog, a cat, etc.), and one person even requested a video should it happen again (umm..no). Anyway, things improved the next night when Tim trapped two before they had a chance to run around the house or jump on me, and we haven’t seen any more since. Not yet at least.
We’ve since moved on to a different campground and so far have had no more unwanted guests. This is not our first go round with those nasty rodents though (for a really good story read about our last encounter), so just in case, the traps are set and in place.
Up next: We discover the two things Kentucky is the most famous for — horses & bourbon!