Our next stop was a campground that we had actually booked a couple years ago with our adopted family. Then the Covid pandemic hit and all campgrounds were closed. The following year, 2021, the campground was closed yet again. The Kentucky River reached historic water levels from rain and snow melt earlier in the year flooding not only our town but the campground as well causing damage to the electric hubs at the camp sites and trashing the bath houses. Two years later we finally made it to Fort Boonesborough State Park just north of Richmond, Kentucky. Better late than never!
Our camping crew occupied seven camp sites and there were as many as thirty plus people at any given time over the course of the Memorial Day weekend. It was an awesome week of catching up, relaxing, fishing, playing games, hanging out at the camp fire and eating. So much so that I failed to get any photos while at the campground.
Since fishing was high on the agenda for many we discovered a beautiful spot to fish about seven miles from the campground – White Hall Lake. I went with Ronnie one afternoon when no one else wanted to go. He packed his fishing stuff, I packed my camera and knitting needles, we each grabbed our chairs and we were on our way.
White Hall is a beautiful property with a mansion, picnic area, walking trails and a lake.
While he fished I walked around with the intention of taking photos but just after the following shot by battery died.
Sigh. One of these days I’ll get a spare battery.
White Hall has some interesting history associated with its inhabitants. In case you’re interested you can read about it HERE and HERE and while you’re reading up on it you can see photos of the mansion which I was unable to get.
Saturday was camper appreciation day at the fort where campers were allowed free admission from 1:00 – 1:15. We found out about it just before one o’clock but since we weren’t really doing anything in particular we decided to check it out. We like history and we really like free!
The fort we toured had actually been relocated and rebuilt a few miles away on higher ground. After all the flooding we’ve witnessed since living in Kentucky that was a smart move. The original fort had fallen into disrepair and was smaller in scale than the new fort.
Several volunteers were dressed in period style and were demonstrating things like candle making; weaving and blacksmithing. Of course having weaved a thing or two myself I was very interested in the weaving process. Back in the day it would take a year or more from the time the hemp or flax seed was planted before the fibers inside would be ready to be spun into wool or thread.
Can you imagine having to wait that long to have access to thread or wool just so you can make a necessary item of clothing or blankets? I simply can not fathom it.
The fort was a community with a tavern…
… where important meetings and business also took place…
and a store…
I find it fascinating that there is so much Transylvania history and mention of Transylvania in Kentucky. (Transylvania University is in Lexington. It’s a private university founded in 1780 and was the first university in Kentucky.) My family ancestry goes back to Transylvania. The sign in front of the store reads Transylvania Store, R. Henderson, Est. 1775. How cool is that?
Another thing I found really neat was the living quarters…
So simple and cozy with everything you need.
We thoroughly enjoyed touring the fort. It’s something we never would’ve done had it not been for some camper appreciation that weekend.
One day we ran some errands. We picked up a trailer we had to leave at the farm and took it to our friends’/adopted families place. In return for allowing us to store it on their property we offered the use of it to whomever of the family needs it. After that we tended to some business at the bank then stopped for a few groceries before heading back to the campground. Another day we spent a few hours at a doctor’s appointment. A day later we found out that we needed to hang out in Kentucky until at least July 5 for another doctor’s appointment. Once again our travel plans have changed so we’re playing it by ear until we get the outcome of that appointment. It’s a good thing we’re able to be flexible.
While we were at the farm we bought some of our ol’ girls’ eggs…
… so pretty and so tasty. One thing we sure miss is our farm fresh or country eggs as they say in these parts!
We’re discovering that a lot of campgrounds don’t offer full hook-up. What that means is most camp sites offer water and electric but no sewer. Water + electric + sewer = full hook-up. We’ve learned that we can get by for at least one week without needing to empty our tanks – both black and gray water tanks. That’s good to know. However, that also means that the use of the toilet is minimal; showers are taken at the campgrounds’ bath house; and water used for washing dishes is used sparingly at sites without sewer. So far, all the campgrounds have had a dump station or two so we’ve been able to dump our tanks before heading to the next campground.
All too soon the week was over and we were packing up and saying goodbye. Or rather, till we meet everyone again, Lord willing, at Christmas.
Till next time friends!
dates at Fort Boonesborough: May 22 – 30