This was our trip to Lynchburg, TN, to the Jack Daniel's Distillery.
My husband slept late, and we did not leave until about 9:30 A.M. We arrived in Fayetteville, TN, at 11 A.M., stopping at Honeys Bar and Grill to eat lunch.
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| Honeys Bar and Grill |
I ordered a slaw hamburger, and my husband ordered a regular hamburger and onion rings. We both ordered iced tea with lemon.
I took pictures of the Lincoln County Courthouse, CSA markers, two cannons that were brought here from Fort Morgan in Mobile Bay, the war memorial, and the old Lincoln Theater.
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| Lincoln Theater. |
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| Lincoln County Courthouse, CSA markers, two cannons |
We then headed east on Highway 64 to Lynchburg, Tennessee.
We met two couples from Ohio driving a Chrysler Town and Country, just the same color and year model as the one we. The driver laughed and said, "I hope you guys do not get mixed up in which van you are driving." " laughed and said, "I'm sure we would notice that the tag is from Ohio."
We parted ways and headed to the visitor's center, where we got tickets to go watch a movie about the life of Jack Daniel and the start of Jack Daniel's Whiskey.
The movie had already started, and the room was pitch-black, so I sat in the first seat I came to. My husband squeezed next to me, and I could hear his heartbeat with every breath he took. The man next door. I leaned over and said, "I am sorry if I am too close, but it is dark in here, and I was afraid to move."
After the movie, we were ushered outside to a small bus and driven to the top of the hill, where the tour began.
We were all asked to line up for a group picture, which could be downloaded for free from the Internet a few days later.
I was telling my husband that a year ago, I had to actually walk up that hill, and the woman behind me said she remembered that.
The area where we got off the bus was the charcoal area, and our tour guide, Jesse James, asked if anyone wanted whiskey sprayed on their arm. Several said yes, and boy, was it strong.
The guide explained how whiskey is made, but I was too busy taking pictures.
We followed him to the spring, from which all the water is used to make the whiskey. The water came from a spring inside the cave. The cave becomes smaller the further back it goes, until it becomes a small hole.
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| Jack Daniel's Tour |
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| Jack Daniel's Touinat the spring |
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| Jack Daniel's Tour standing next to Jack |
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| Jack Daniel's Tour relaxin.g |
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| Jack Daniels Tour sitting on the wall |
Mr. James took pictures of several people in our group, each with their own camera.
We were then taken to Mr. Jack Daniels's old office, where we were told the story about the safe.
Jack Daniel got up early one morning and went to his office. Jack needed to get into his safe but forgot the combination. Jack got angry and kicked the safe with his foot, breaking his toe.
His toe got infected, had to be removed, and later his foot, then his leg, and later he died.
Jack Daniel was only 5 feet 2 inches tall, not a very big man.
Several pictures were hanging in the office, and an old potbelly stove, and in one room was the grain used in making Jack Daniel's Whiskey: Rye, Wheat, and Corn.
We walked to the brewing house, where the brewing machines were shut down for the yearly cleaning. We went through several buildings up and down several flights of stairs.
The last building we went through was the barrelhouse. This is where the whiskey is stored until it is sold. The whiskey stored at the bottom was the best, because it does not get as hot.
We were told the story about Moore County being a dry county and how Jack got started making whiskey. Jack never married and left his distillery to his favorite nephew, Lem Motlow.
Motlow was the brains behind making Jack Daniel's a success.
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| Barrel of Jack |
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| Motlow House |
After the tour, we were given a glass of ice-cold lemonade. (Very good)
We toured the museum, taking pictures, and went outside to take some more.
We walked down to a bridge connecting the distillery to the small historic town of Lynchburg, Moore County, Tennessee.
I walked across the bridge while my husband waited behind me. I walked around town, taking pictures of the courthouse, the Moore County marker, the veterans' marker, and several stores.
As we were leaving, I took a picture of Lem Motlow's old home place.
We headed west to Winchester, Tennessee, where we stopped to take a few pictures.
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| Driving thru Winchester |
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| Oldham Theater in Winchest, Tennessee |
We then headed toward Huntsville the long way. My husband stopped along the highway (Davey Crockett Hwy/64 hwy.) so I could take pictures of John Ruck, Kentucky, Polly Crockett, and Jesse Bean, all in Belvidere, Tennessee.
We then rode through New M, stopping to take pictures of the Skirmish of Limestone Road, the Town of New Market, and Buckhorn Tavern.
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| 2 miles NW on Old Limestone Road during a Skirmish August 5, 1862 Federal General Robert L McCook was killed by men of Capt Frank Gurley's Confederate unit. In retaliation, the Federal forces burned and pillaged the area. |
We stopped at Cheaders in Huntsville to eat supper. I ordered a Caesar salad, taco soup (mostly whole tomatoes), and iced tea. My husband ordered grilled shrimp, ribs, and a couple of sides.
I was not impressed with the fool.
We stopped at T&T Grocery to get, and then we went home. I uploaded my pictures onto the computer and then to Flickr.
Ready for my next day trip. Where will it be?



















































