Traveling Solo

On Friday the notion struck me to hit the road for a day trip. With all that has been going on in life I just wanted a day to be away, but not too far, and enjoy the time and place God has me. So naturally I went to Lynchburg, Tennessee.

Photo owned by Sara Stacy. Do not use or copy without permission
Photo owned by Sara Stacy. Do not use or copy without permission

For those of you who aren’t familiar, Lynchburg is home to Jack Daniels Whiskey Distillery. It’s also a dry county, leaving it in quite an odd predicament. You can taste the whiskey, you can see the whiskey, but you have to drive about 25 minutes if you want to buy the whiskey (unless you purchase a commemorative bottle at the Visitor Center shop). The town is small, and most of the residents have lived there for their lifetimes, knowing the stories of Jack and how he put their town on the map.

Photo owned by Sara Stacy. Do not copy or use without permission.
Photo owned by Sara Stacy. Do not copy or use without permission.

On this particular weekend that I chose to make a visit, the International BBQ Festival happened to be taking place, so double-win for me! There were roughly 25,000 people that would be in Lynchburg over the weekend for this festival, celebrating it’s 25th year. There was judging and competitions going on, as well as games for the the families to play. One of which included Butt Bowling. It’s where you use a Boston Butt of meat as a bowling ball, instead of a regular bowling ball, to knock down pins. (There were a bunch of Bama fans playing that, so I guess it’s a state past-time. You knew I was going to crack some joke since UT lost horribly to them Saturday as well).

Photo owned by Sara Stacy. Do not copy or use without permission.
Photo owned by Sara Stacy. Do not copy or use without permission.

So I got to Lynchburg at around 9:30, as it’s about an hour and fifteen minute drive from Nashville…the majority of which is on four lane highway through towns or a two lane backroad. Thankfully there was only a 20 minute wait for me to get into a sampling tour, as I was traveling solo and one was easily added in. I would suggest, for those 21 and up, to pay the $11 for the sampling tour instead of taking the free tour. You get a little longer tour and a taste of three of the types of sipping whiskey they distill there. (Also if you can, get Bettie as your tour guide, she is fantastic!) While on the tour I got the opportunity to actually chat with some of the others on the tour, finding out there were people from Austin and Chicago on the tour. I think that’s what I enjoy so much about traveling solo is the chance to have conversations with complete strangers, and hear their stories, to be open to new experiences and life-giving moments.

I set out that day to just get away, and get some material for my blog as I am in the

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Photo owned by Sara Stacy. Do not copy or use without permission.

process of completely revamping it (to be revealed in the next week!). What I didn’t realize was the interactions would drive so much of where my writing, my life, and this single journey are heading. This post is a sneak peek of a new addition to the blog, as I set out on providing those who love to travel but are not quite sure about the reality of doing so alone. There is a vast world out there, and if we wait for someone else to join us we will miss out on so much. We are better for the experiences and the growth when we choose to do them ourselves.

So I hope you’ll join me as I work to roll over the site as well as start a traveling solo section with trips and tips for that single traveler out there.

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