As we rolled onto the freeway, on our way to the World’s Largest Baseball bat in Louisville, we discovered that there was a National Monument called Mammoth Cave on the way….we started to brainstorm other “mammoth” things to see and do–
first, the Mammoth Caves, where we met with our first “NO DOGS ALLOWED!!” National Park style event. The resulting expressions were a little disbelieving and poo faced, so we have just the one from the park entrance that lacks obscene gestures. On our way to a giant metal knight, we spotted a mammoth roadside alligator Named Mo. Mammoth Alligator? Check. We arrived at the site of the knight only to find the shop closed and the driveway fenced off. Thankfully, I am artfully skilled in hillbilly four wheeling in a suburban and Uhaul, because it might have been tragic otherwise. Good thing, also, that when I discovered that I have FORWARD off-roading capabilities, but lack BACKWARDS off roading SKILLS, my lovely and quiet mother, it turns out, has mad, mad fence lock opening skills. Otherwise, we might have had to spend the night at at what-not shop in Cave City Tennessee. Onwards and upwards to giant dinosaurs, a giant, um, rooster, which, I might add was not as giant as advertised. Typical.
We finished out Mammoth Day with a pair of mammoth bats in Louisville. I’m going to go ahead and say, if you make the trip, the World’s Largest Bat did not disappoint. Neither did the quirky, lovely, friendly and beautiful people of downtown Louisville who embraced us–dogs included and fed and liquored us with love.