The following morning was cool. An incredible 60 degrees! Ideal. First, I visited the Lincoln’s birthplace memorial, which is nothing more than a tiny shack, except that someone built a huge concrete structure around it that looks like the Lincoln Memorial in Washington.

It was easy riding that day. I passed through Bardstown, which was old (one of the restaurants said, “Fine Foods Since 1779”).

At Springfield, I had brown sugar pie and milk at the Home Hearth Cafe. Delicious! My stop for the night was the inexpensive Cardinal motel.

I looked up 6 motels in the phone book, and picked the one that looked cheapest. $18.