Sinking Spring Kentucky, birth place of President Lincoln.
Stately oak trees near the RV parking area, located on the left just before arriving at the museum, just turn left onto the heavily graveled parking area.
It is only a very short walk to the museum and the start of the various tour trails. A cool RVer’s advantage is that the parking area is located in the middle of and very near the trails that are ADA accessible. This makes it possible to have lunch before or between doing the trails.
Don’t go on into the automobile parking area, while towing, that would be hard to get out of.
Beautiful plaque at the entry way to the museum. Be sure to catch the movie first, it will set the stage for everything on the site and will enhance your experience.
A museum log cabin interior.
56 steps one for each year of his life, lead up to the memorial. Many US Presidents have made the climb to the top. It was pretty cool to walk in the steps of such powerful history and think about how the Lincoln family did things as they lived here.
The formal entry way into the memorial that housed the log cabin. We had to go in by the back door. It didn’t bother this bib overall wearing red neck though, we’ve been avoiding “polite company” and coming in the back door all of our lives.
The Sinking Spring, was the Lincoln family’s water source. Cool and damp at the bottom of the stairs, it made us wonder if a young Abraham Lincoln had, on a hot Summer afternoon, slipped down the steps for a cool drink of milk or maybe some other kitchen delight that mom had stored there.
Betty and I walked down into the spring, while we speculated on such matters, and shot this video. Here is a look at our short, 28 second long video.
This was an easily access, close to the highway, free and enjoyable place to visit our nation’s history.
Thank you National Park Service !
2 comments:
We saw it last year and was in awe of the beauty of that museum. So stately and full of history. Never knew it existed and yet it is so special.
It was a overcast, drizzly day when we were there. Attendance was down as we suspected it would be, it was one of the reasons we chose the day to go there. A very quiet day amongst the ancient oaks. Being out of doors kind of folks, we just pulled down our caps, turned up our collars and really grooved on the place. Were not antisocial, it's just that crowds mean lots of irreverent distraction, in a place where we wanted to focus our thoughts on the Licoln family and the ways and means of the time. For us, that is a way to walk in the steps of history.
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