Another day started with some more moderate hiking, about 5 miles. At the top I had a nice view of the lake formed by a TVA dam. A nice viewing area you could drive too as well. But after that, hit the road towards Louisville. Some nostalgia here- going up I75, I passed by Caryville, TN, where I went on ASP in ‘95. Ah, back in the simpler days.
The past couple of times I have done this minor-league trip, I have had a notebook in the truck to take notes on as I am driving, or at the end of the day. I like to take note of funny things I see, pieces of Americana that are as much a part of this trip as baseball. It makes me a bit sad that I may be losing a bit of handwritten history in favor of this e-history. What could we have known about history if Thomas Jefferson had a blog?
Anyway, the other crazy part of my drive was in my rear mirror. All of a sudden, I see a pickup careening all over the road, then into the median grass at 70mph! He keeps swerving, and almost goes into the oncoming side of traffic. He stops after a bit, and I kept driving. Yikes.
The game- a bit humdrum. Bats won, 3-1. I usually don’t mind a pitching duel, but I didn’t even realize it was one until about the 4th inning. Curtis Granderson was on rehab from the Yankees, he went 0-3. Nice stadium, although it was in a odd neighborhood. It seems like one of those ‘If we build it here, maybe this will make it better’ stadiums, but it hasn’t worked out. Has a nice view of the I-65 bridge, and more $1 hot dogs. I had only 5 tonight. Good thing tomorrow isn’t that promotion again. It says a crowd of 7400? 3500 at best I say. It could be cool if they had more people in the stands though. I guess Tuesdays aren’t hoppin in Louisville.
Another hat with purple. Yuck. And a ripoff of the old Greensboro Bats.
When I got to my campsite to pick it out, I heard a noise in the woods, and looked in 15 yards to see a deer turn, raise its white tail and bound away. I chose that site. Now I have a symphony of frogs, crickets, and who knows what else.