Fort Harrod and a Fire in My Bones

“Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name. But his word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary of forbearing, and I could not stay”. —-Jeremiah 20:9

After much thought, I have decided to resume my blogging here at GKS, probably once monthly. Like the prophet Jeremiah, I had decided to cease the online proclaiming of truth, to go my way and let the world go theirs. But I saw the ignorance of my people, and the ever increasing moral and cultural degeneracy around me, and I felt that I must speak out for Christ and kin.

My blog stats have dropped by 50% in the few months since I ceased regular content creation, but I hope my readers will find their way back. I wish to blog about agrarianism (both my personal efforts and the theoretical underpinnings thereof), Southern culture, regional history, and Reformed Christian theology. And, probably a few book reviews now and then. One thing that will receive very little attention here at GKS is politics, something I now have little interest in, and which is covered on about a million other blogs anyway.

Last month I crossed the river and made the trip to Old Fort Harrod State Park in Harrodsburg, Kentucky. It was a 130 mile drive straight to the fort. For several reasons, primarily financial, I do not do overnight trips, so this was a beastly 12 hour day-trip. And I confess that this was the first time in literally years that I had been more than 100 miles from the homestead!


one of the blockhouses inside Fort Harrod

Harrodsburg (2010 FedGov Census population of 8,340, 86.6% White) was founded in 1774, is the oldest permanent White settlement in the state of Kentucky, and today is the capital of Mercer County. Little *Old Fort Harrod State Park* sits on about 15 acres in the middle of the modern town, surrounded by a low fieldstone wall. Fort Harrod was founded by James Harrod, a frontiersman of note and close acquaintance of Daniel Boone and George Rogers Clark. I greatly enjoyed the fort, and the friendly environment there. Two of my ancestors got married at Fort Harrod in 1783 (or possibly at nearby Harrod’s Station also established by James Harrod a few years later, as accounts are a bit vague).

I will not write too much about Fort Harrod here, as the history of Fort Harrod (and the Kentucky frontier) forms a core part of my current book project. But standing in that fort, immersed in the rustic world of my ancestors, with period dressed park employees demonstrating traditional crafts, I felt no desire for the internet. There was also a circa 1813 mansion on the ground, now utilized as a museum, a few monuments, and a *massive* Osage orange (aka hedgeapple) tree on the park grounds.

On the way back home, rather than backtrack, I looped over through historic Bardstown, Kentucky and stopped at the Old Talbott Tavern (built in 1779). A very cool place, with a lot of history and famous visitors within its two foot thick limestone walls. I had a Pepsi in the same room that George Rogers Clark, Daniel Boone, Andrew Jackson, and Jesse James sat in. They say that G.R.C. never paid his bill, and that the bullet holes in the plaster wall upstairs were left by Jesse during a night with way too much bourbon.


Bardstown is also home to the former Federal Hill plantation (now My Old Kentucky Home State Park), Federal Hill being John Rowan’s antebellum mansion. Though I did not have time to stop there on my way home. Maybe next year.

My book project is going well. The rough draft is perhaps 30% complete, and taking shape quickly. My research phase for it is ongoing. I am taking it in a different direction than I had originally planned, still openly and unapologetically pro-White, but with a different focus than I used when penning RTP last year. In this work I will focus on history and culture; and per a fellow blogger’s suggestion, it will be much less *manifesto* like than RTP was.

Please check back at GKS for my future posts. And if you have a friend who is open to trad worldview and alternative commentary, then by all means send them a link to my blog!

6 thoughts on “Fort Harrod and a Fire in My Bones

  1. Not really a “reply”, but a note of encouragement. The topics are important, yet they are being lost – drowned in a sea of globalist media with the explicit goal of destroying our culture. We cannot sit back and allow that to happen. Like you, I am reviving my blog ( after an extended “break”. We inherited a beautiful culture that honors God, and honors our people. Saving that is important, and the first step is helping others to understand their inheritance, appreciate the greatness of it, and realize the importance of preserving it and passing it along to the following generations.

    You’re not just writing a blog and writing a book – you are preserving that which we inherited. You are preserving our people.

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    1. Thanks for the kind words Stephen. As the Kentucky frontier period is part of my personal heritage, and that of my region, it is important for me to speak out about it. I have come to the conclusion that cultural revival must come before political action can succeed. Thus, the new focus of my blogging.

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    1. Hey there Warpipes,
      Just saw your comment in my moderation bin this frosty morning. Glad you said hello, and are still reading GKS.


    1. Thank you Maplelattefamily,
      Thanks for saying hello; it is always nice to hear from my readers. My current self-imposed blogging schedule is that I will *generally* be posting content twice a month, on the 1st and the 15th. The mid-month post will usually be agrarian themed, the first of the month on a wide variety of topics.


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