Some of you know that my daddy is from Kentucky. So that is half of my roots. Mom is a Texas/New Mexico kind of girl - so that's the other half. Kentucky hills meet the west Texas desert.
And I have an affinity for both of these landscapes that goes soul deep.
That's not something that I usually think about or dwell on or affects my day much at any given time. But when I have been away from either (which is more often than not), a return brings a singing in my soul. It's like the land welcomes you back.
This week I had one of those home comings when I met The Dog Whisperer for the day. Just crossing into the state of Kentucky brought a smile to my face. The familiar landscape made me happy. I was back in daddy's country.
I enjoyed every minute of the ride. I enjoyed the day walking through the restored areas at Berheim and the natural areas of forest and hills and creeks and mountains that is also a part of the area. It felt almost like a big welcome hug.
And after we had our late lunch and it was time for TDW to head back to Tennessee, I was just not ready to call in quits.
Lucky for me we were not even a mile away from the Jim Beam distillery.
Bourbon was my daddy's drink. It had its place in every home we ever lived in. It went into hot toddy's when I was sick. It was a smell I grew up knowing and a taste that I liked when I got older. Although I turned trader when I found out I preferred spiced rum to bourbon. LOL!
So, back to the story. I decided I could not leave without going to Jim Beam and checking it out. (Plus I've had 5 wonderful months of company at home and a little time to myself now and then is just nice.)
Yes, Jim Beam is the number one Bourbon seller in the world. I also found out some other interesting facts. Like in order to be sold as bourbon, it must be made in the United States (has to to with the limestone springs). 98% of the bourbon made is actually produced in Kentucky -- again, its about the water. And Jim Beam produces 50% of that 98%.
Now the warehouse was my favorite part. Before the guide even opened the door I could smell the aroma. Charred wood and aging bourbon. It was not overpowering as it was in kegs, but oh my goodness. If that was a cologne I'd make my husband wear it. Call me strange but that was like one of the most heavenly smells I've ever smelled.
Then it was time to head back to Ohio and my family. But I am so very glad I stopped even though I was by myself, yada, yada. I learned alot and had a good time.
So my friends, if you are traveling alone, don't hesitate to make a stop. Sure it might be even more fun with your family, but that doesn't mean you won't enjoy it all by your little self also.