We spent the winter dealing with the dreaded C word. As if dealing with Cancer was not enough, it was one of the worst winters on record. To say we were exhausted by spring was an understatement. Our first order of business, was to finish a trip that we had been talking about for years — Bike the Kentucky Bourbon trail. Loosely, we took a week of ‘Credit Card’ touring to visit 9 distilleries, tasting their wares, and taking in a beautiful Kentucky spring. Below are some of my favorite images from our journey and the smiles that it put on our weary souls.
As the trip progressed, we would often comment to one another how you could smell the sweet odor of mash well before we could see the distilleries or their Rack Houses, the large buildings where barrels of fine bourbon are aged.
Jim Beam had one of the nicest displays of how it ‘used to be done’, followed quickly by a modern tasting room with very cool bourbon dispensing machines.
The landscape is littered with these large, dark structures where bourbon is carefully aged in barrels.
You never got enough at the distilleries, so each night we went in search of what we had experienced during the day.
Not necessarily my favorite Bourbon, but perhaps one of the prettiest distilleries that we visited.
Woodford has long been my favorite Bourbon and their distillery did not disappoint. Somehow we managed to arrive the day before the Kentucky Derby, not the best timing I must say.
I built up Ellens Orange Troll about 4 years ago and it has been everywhere with her. While she now has other bikes to ride, there is clearly a comfort and a connection that exists between bike and rider.
I got these cool mason jars and King Ti bottle cages at NAHBS a few weeks earlier. We kept thinking that we would make cocktails in them, but in the end it became more civilized to drink from them instead of directly out of the bottle.