Hoosier Hospitality

We bounce from Louisville and immediately cross the border into Indiana and on the road to Evansville, two days away. Today was our first crash... mine. My front tire got caught up in the space between the road and some railroad tracks and I fell pretty hard in the road. As I was falling I looked for cars coming from behind me, which turned out to be good because it allowed me to fall and come out with only one scratch. No cars were coming, thank Jebus, but you knew that part.

So we stop at Hawg's Tavern bar on the way and have some crown shots... and some jello shots. The bar was a typical biker bar and the bartender, Caroline, ended up liking us and our story and hooked us up with everything for $5 plus sent us on our way with a dozen jello shots. I liked that bar.

That night we ended up staying in a little bed and breakfast/ vineyard called Scout Mountain Hideaway, owned by a guy named Mike who was a very cool guy. They had people coming in the next morning so we actually stayed in the barn out back, but we did get to use their hot tub and finish off the jello shots we picked up from the bar.

We leave the hideaway and are on the way for Evansville. On the way we stop at a vineyard for a tasting and it turns out the bartender knows Mike pretty well. He gets some grapes from Mike for the wine. We also met a couple there who had a couple of kids with them and they offer to put us up a couple of nights later if we were coming through their area. We would meet up with them later. We stopped a little while later for lunch and a guy comes up to us and asks us about the trip and all and says, "Yall ever heard of Hoosier hospitality"? He then throws down $40 and says "Well I'm buying your lunch, welcome to Indiana." It's like Southern hospitality, but in Indiana, I love it.

So we make it to Evansville and meet up with a guy named Chris who taught college there and was the ultimate faculty adviser for the college. He ended up taking us out and buying us dinner at a great little German brewery. Then we went out in town to 80's night at some bar in town and danced maybe had a drink or two... or three. The next morning we set off for the rest of Indiana.