Driving to Berea

/ Benn Bell

Road Trip

Miss Maureen and Miss Scarlett

Maureen and I recently went on road trip to Berea, Kentucky. We took Miss Scarlett, our newly acquired 1984 Porshe 994.

I said, “Maureen, why do you call your car, Miss Scarlett?”

“Because, I don’t give a damn, is why!”

Well, ask a foolish question…

Berea is a small Kentucky town known for it’s arts and crafts, it’s beautiful trail ways, and of course Berea College.

Berea College is tuition free, but the students have to work to earn their tuition. The hotel where we stayed is completely run and staffed by students. As a matter of fact, my own father attended Berea College when he was a young man and he too worked at the historic Boone Tavern and Hotel.

We visited the artisan village, walked around the college campus and one day I hiked the pinnacles while Maureen stayed behind and went shopping.

A very enjoyable stay only three hours from Louisville. We would definitely go back!

The Historic Boone Tavern
Hotel Lobby
A room in the Boon Tavern Hotel
The Cabin at the artisan village
Woodworking artisan at the Cabin
A shop in the artisan village
A loom in a shop in the artisan village
On the trail to the pinnacles
On the pinnacles
Living on the Edge
On a clear day you can see forever
Way over there

Maureen was drinking while I was hiking
Daniel Boone Trail from North Carolina to Kentucky 1775, Erected by the Kentucky Daughters of the Revolution 1915

All photos by the author.

7 thoughts on “Driving to Berea”

  2. How nice, a free college! I like the idea of free college but you have to maintain good grades. Wonderful shots of the town and the pinnacle. The last pic looks like a ginkgo tree. Does Daniel Boone’s trail still exist?

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  3. Hello! I see this was written a while ago but somehow stumbled upon your writing and posts. When I was young I drove across country with my boyfriend at the ripe age of 20. We went to Daniel Boone’s homestead and I can’t remember much but I remember thinking before that he wasn’t a real person. He was I learned. Of course I learned much more on that adventure and now almost 60 I live further from my beginnings than ever in Sweden. I don’t travel stateside often but am always dreaming about my child hood in Tennessee and Maryland. Keep writing!

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