This is a bit of a much delayed update
on the camping trip that some of us took part in during the first weekend in
October of 2002, a mere 13 months after the horrific attacks on the USA on 9-11-01.
For Sam, Lisa and me, the weekend started out with one of these... 
...a blown out tire in Sam's vehicle that made him do a bit of this...
It was actually really weird. Lisa and I were driving down the highway about
40 miles into Kentucky, when I spotted Sam on the side of the road. We stopped,
took these pictures and then ditched him.
After a stop at an 'A & W' where the most mellifluous-voiced man in all of the
South gave the three of us free root-beers (for being so polite) which ended
up tasting like they were for real made with pool-water or gas-station bathroom
soap (the pink kind), we got there and set up camp with Tommy and Scott who
had pulled up hours earlier.
This picture was taken the next morning.
Lisa and I brought all the food, and also slept on an air-mattress.
Scott and Tommy didn't mock us, but I think they wanted to.
That big tent in the background got baked out with various tobaccos all day
and all night.
Tommy told us all about his non-narrative film class, which personally blew
my mind.
The next day we took a drive to some scenixxx and took a several mile hike.
I think this overlooked the Red River Valley. It was basically a huge rock needle
with a tiny rock walkway out to it. Some Kentucky college kids were shooting
video of various wildlife.
There were natural bridges in abundance.
These next few pictures do not detail the entire group's experience, rather
that solely of Lisa and myself.
On the way home we saw this wicked goat.
Actually, we saw it right about the time we passed a Freschetta Pizza factory.
Amazingly, Tommy didn't spot it, even though he drove the same road.
And we also did this to our car.
10 minutes from home, a deer jumped into the road and forced our car to knock
her into smaller sections.
I saw a large one of these sections (illuminated in the lights of an SUV behind
me) fly past my driver's side window, not 2 feet from my face. 
This is Kentucky's most popular soft drink.
Locals swear it doesn't taste right out of plastic bottles. I believe it.
It tastes like a cross between Vernors and Sprite or Mountain Dew, and is actually
quite tasty. The perfect beverage for whenever you find yourself in Kentucky.
