Here are a variety of pics from some exploring the few days enjoy!
Here are a variety of pics from some exploring the few days enjoy!
So I went for a drive before camping the other evening and found 2 cool old buildings. The Acuf Chapel 1786 first Methodist Episcopal Church in Tennessee and a barn with an old sign on the side:
The next shots are the morning shot from my tent what an awesome way to wake up with the sun and the birds singing -my shots of the trail the morning light thru the trees was amazing and a random turtle because why not.
Met this dude on the hike said his trail name was “smokey” he was cool but all he wanted to talk about was how only I could prevent forest fires which seemed like an awful lot of pressure I mean every should do their part
So with my ankle injury still not up to carrying my full pack for hiking on the appalachian trail I decided to do some light hiking and visit some historic sites around Atkins and Damascus Virginia. First up is the Settlers Museum near Atkins. This is a must see it is a preserved 1890’s farmstead still on 67 of the orginal 275 acres it was in 1897. The buildings have been preserved but not restored so it is in an amazing state as it was then. There are a dozen or more buildings with many farm implements and tools to see and the house is completely furnished as it was then. I took some pictures of the grounds and inside the house but left out a lot so you can have some surprises when you visit.
The Appalachian Trail runs by the grounds next to the 1894 school which allowed to hike a 5.6 mile section I missed and meet hikers resting at the schoolhouse which was cool.
After that was a visit to the old Alvarado station on the virginia creeper trail and some pics of old churches I saw on the way.
Sorry for the long delay between posts. I am finishing up my schooling in Forest/Rangeland Wildlife Management, Preparing for an Appalachian Trail Thru Hike in April of 2017 and working full time. My days are work, hike, schoolwork, sleep, and repeat lol. I have found some time for seeing Native American Dancers and Exploring beautiful hiking spots here in Tennessee here are some photographs from the last few months:
Today was an interesting day full of random and unexpected sights. I went outside on the porch to have a smoke and greet the sunrise and saw there was a dead possum on the lawn unexpected and not cool, then was buzzed by a drone someone was flying, unexpected but kind of cool. Came back in to check facebook and saw The Exchange Place in Kingsport TN which is a kind of living history pioneer village was having a spring fair so I decided to see that. It was an unexpected and pretty awesome pleasure. They had the following things and more:
There were some really talented crafters and artists there. I loved the metal lawn decorations made from repurposed metal.
I especially liked the detail on the metal rose blooms. I also liked the man who made chairs, tables, and hanging baskets from old wooden pallets, reduce reuse right.
Here is a pic of one of the many pioneer cabins on the property, a donkey who was not impressed by the goings on, an old outdoor brick oven, a mermaid in a chair and a cool piece of pottery from the pottery making lady.
The coolest name for an artist goes to the lady who made wind chimes her business was called harmonic journeys cool name.
So for a day with no plans I saw a possum (dead) a donkey (alive but uninspired) a drone flying, a mermaid, cavalry soldiers riding, pioneer buildings, a giant metal chicken, met some cool people and all that before 5pm. Well that was Saturday -Sunday has some big shoes to fill to top that.
Pea Ridge Battlefield in the mountains of Arkansas is a place haunted and hallowed by both the Civil War battle that took place there in March of 1861 and the Trail of Tears the path of suffering that eastern nations of Native Americans walked when forcibly removed from their lands east of the Mississippi which crosses through the park. It seems especially so if you visit when their is a veil of mist and rain cloaking the woods and fields. When touring the park put aside politics and sides and put yourself in the place of the men, Americans on both sides, who displayed the courage and devotion that we would use to form a nation and save Europe from tyrants in the two world wars. Put yourself in the place of men, boys really who for most of them were farther away from home and family than they had ever been before. Marching through steep, wooded, tangled, dark mountains. Imagine the temperature is well below freezing there is a blizzard blowing. The Confederate army to speed movement allowed their soldiers only arms ammunition and one blanket. There sit the boys and soldiers far from home, cold, hungry, worn out from marching to a place where awaits another group of boy soldiers just as hungry cold and lonely who will be doing their best to kill them the next day. It will be a chaotic messy confusion of a battle where 26000 men will come together in a fight that will 3000 wounded or dead. 2 Confederate leaders will be killed increasing the confusion caused by muskets firing, dense terrain limiting vision and movement, cannons roaring, rebel yells, and Indian war cries. The rebels had a brigade of tribal warriors from the Indian Territory of Oklahoma.
Elkhorn Tavern–a lot of history the elk antlers mounted on the roof that gave the hotel its name are long gone. It served as a way station on the trail of tears march. Indicative of the confusion of the civil war battle is that the tavern served as hospital and headquarters for both Confederate and Union armies during the battle.
Below are rows of cannons that show different artillery positions through the battlefield. Imagine braves on ponies, and lines of young men lining up in neat rows to charge directly into the dreadful and deadly fire coming from the cannons or from hundreds of muskets firing at less than a hundred yards at you and trying to capture those guns.
Farm life with a mostly stay at home Momma
Second Harvest Food Bank of NE TN is a member of Feeding America.
Fear: the thing standing between you and living life.
Travel - Hikes - Road Trips
A sense of place journal by an Oregon transplant
Plucked from the decomposing garden; unveiled allegories by Lisa M. Boyd
The highlights, goofs, and minimalist adventures of a solo chick who chose to live full-time in an RV.
Be Grateful for Small Things, Big Things, and Everything in Between
Loving Simple Living!
Adventures in British Theatre
adventures of a travel babe on a budget
Running, cats & coffee.
poetry by the fireside... life...