Wednesday night was spent at Henry Horto State park. Paula absolutely insist upon having nearby bathrooms after our first night camping. Don’t ask, I’m not aloud to tell anyone. So camping just got a little more expensive, but a little more expensive than free isn’t too bad, yet. After getting up and around we headed for Pigeon Forge. The campgrounds at Henry Horton State Park were wonderful. We camped next to the bathroom/bathhouse. No Coyotes this time. We were able to take a shower and it was a very nice shower, the type you just hate to leave. It was a nice park with a river running through it, but we weren’t there long. It was after ten when we arrived, but no worries, Paula are getting the hang of things and we set the tent up and built a fire without much trouble.
We only drove about 4 hours Thursday. It was a beautiful drive with lots of rolling hills. Paula drove most of the day. She was able to get a taste of what I have gone through as a truck driver. In just about every city when traffic picks up people get in a hurry and drive like a bunch of teenagers hyped up on Meth. Since we live in a small town, we don’t experience such people very often.
Dolly Parton has her pictures and name all over the place in Tennessee. I think she must have bought the state. The further east you get the more prevelant her face. I don’t mind. I admire the woman and all the things she’s accomplished. I read her biography a couple months ago which may have been the only book I actually read this year as opposed to my wife’s hundred and something books. I love biographies about musicians and songwriters. Dolly Parton is a great song writer and her humble beginnings make for a capturing story.
Therefore, I had to stop to see the town she grew up near: Sevierville. It was a much bigger town than I was picturing. There was a little statue right next to the incredible looking courthouse. We walked around Sevierville for quite a while largely because we got lost, but it was still fun.
The Statue of Dolly must have been based on the younger woman. It didn’t look much like her.
I took a couple pictures of young Dolly because it was late afternoon and the sun was not cooperating. We thought about getting our son a t-shirt or some sort of souvenir just to be annoying. He really doesn’t like Dolly Parton. But other than that he’s a pretty good guy.
Next we pulled into our campgrounds: The Eagles Nest. This a pretty good little set up for those with RVs. It has a little rec. room, a pool, laundry room, bathrooms, and showers. It was the cheapest that we found in the area of Pigeon Forge and probably the nicest. Tent camping was just kind of an open grass lot with no electricity. We are really having trouble charging our electronic devices. Nice quiet place other than one stupid dog that really wanted to poison for barking so long for no apparent reason.
We were delighted to find out that there was free concern on the island in Pigeon Forge. I don’t remember the name of the band, but it was something like Foggy Rythum Brothers even though I know that’s not right.
A.D.D. set in anyway and we didn’t stay at the concert long. They was good and all, but there were so many shops and things to look at that we wanted to explore.
There was a big Ferris Wheel, but since my wife has such a fear of heights, there was no chance of riding the thing with her and I hate riding things alone so we just walked around.
Eventually we got hungry, but most of the resturants on the island were going to cost us 20+ a piece which is just too much for any meal in my opinion. So we ventured off the island and found all sorts of places to eat for about half the price.
When we found Mel’s Diner it appealed to both of us. Both of us rember the show Alice from when we were kids so we really wanted to go see this place. We were not disappointed. Flo wasn’t there, neither was Mel or Alice, but they had some nice t-shirts with the signature line, “Kiss My Grits” on them.
Plus the food was amazing.
Is was packed with people and a waiting line outside. But it wasn’t long before we were seated. I’m a real ice cream lover so when I saw quite a few people sharing some 6 scoop sundays and banna splits, I knew we would be getting dessert as well. We opted for a huge chocolate brownie cake hot fudge sunday that we shared. Powerfully good.
The last time we were in Pigion Forge was when our children were still pretty small, and I don’t remember anything significant being there. Now it seems about like Branson, MO with all sorts of traffic, shops, shows, and resturants.