The church at kirkville is typical of the kind of churches all over this part of Kentucky. There were less on todays ride than in the previous few days...sometimes less is more as this one was beautiful I thought.

Earlier in the day I had been 'blessed' by a guy who owned a gas station store...he said I should feel important as he had actually got put of his chair because I was English...he then told me all about how we had lost what he called the revolutionary war...and then with a smile on his face and a chew of his tobacco he asked the lord to protect me on my ride.
..which I thought was most slendid of the old codger!