It's Our 48th Anniversary! And Reflections on the Smokies

In the latter part of June, Bubba came up with a great idea for our upcoming anniversary.  He suggested that we rent a cabin in the mountains (Smoky) and have a little vacation.  Of course I thought that was a great idea and I immediately reserved us a cabin with an agent that we had used before.  By the time August arrived, we were both chomping at the bit for a getaway.

Our first stop was Atlanta where we spent the night with Amy, Darryl, and Amelia.  After all we had completed her Wild Kratts costume and couldn't wait to see her in it.

She seemed pleased with it although she did mention the fact that it was supposed to have black boots with it.  (No, we're not out searching for black boots.)

I think Amy may be hinting for a Wild Kratts costume of her own.  This is a good look for her.

We enjoyed our Sunday evening visit.  All of you who live close to your family need to be thankful.  It is rough when you don't see them often enough.  Everyone but us was out the door bright and early the next morning -- Darryl and Amy to work and Amelia to a camp she was attending at the gym.  Bubba and I took our time getting ready and then set out for Pigeon Forge via Cherokee and Gatlinburg.

Our first stop after a Cracker Barrel breakfast was at Jaemore Farms where we bought some delicious peaches and boiled peanuts. 

This is one of the best produce markets ever.  I didn't realize that there were so many varieties of peaches.  After consulting with an expert, we chose Sunprince peaches.  They were big and juicy.  You just don't get peaches like this in a grocery store.

This picture was taken in front of apple trees at Jaemore Farms.  I bet they have some good produce in the fall also.  Later we stopped at another smaller produce market where we bought some ears of corn (to cook at the cabin) and some South Carolina peaches which were good, but nothing like the Georgia peaches which were the best.

We took our time travelling.  We stopped for a few minutes at Tallulah Gorge.  This site used to sit right on the main road, but now it is on a loop off of the main road.

This is what the site looked like many years ago and it looks pretty much the same today -- except that there are not many people stopping there these days.

Do you remember when the Great Wallenda (Karl) walked across the gorge in 1970?  I bet there were a lot of people there that day.

We passed through Cherokee, NC, and stopped by a stream for a boiled peanut break.  Have I mentioned that I don't intend to be a good dieter on this trip?  I love boiled peanuts.  My pile of shells was much bigger.

We've stopped to eat by this stream before.  There used to be a Dairy Queen on the same side of the road in Cherokee and we used to always get lunch there and eat at a picnic table by the stream.

We crossed over the mountain, went through Gatlinburg and arrived at Pigeon Forge about an hour before check in time for our cabin, but we checked and the cabin was ready so we headed for our vacation home.  

After resting for a while we went to a Longhorn Steakhouse for our anniversary meal.  We were both steak hungry and had planned to eat at Alamo Steakhouse, but upon checking TripAdvisor I saw that the recent reviews for Alamo didn't look too good so we went with a sure thing and had a great steak.

All rental cabins seem to have a decorating theme.  Our cabin was called Fowl Play.  It was a beautiful cabin and carried out the theme by having roosters everywhere -- even the knobs on the bathroom vanities were roosters.  We did not have a mountain view (I should have checked), but we were in the tops of trees and it was pretty and peaceful.  We enjoyed the hot tub every day we were there.  

The air conditioner was turned down low when we arrived and I begged Bubba to just leave it cold and he agreed.  The next night I cooked a pot of chili which was really good in that cold cabin.  By this time, Bubba was exhibiting signs of having a cold or sinus problems but he was a good sport and pushed himself to go when I'm sure he didn't feel like it.  I'm sorry I made you sick, Bubba.

We enjoy spending time in the cabin about as much as anything else.  We read and watch tv, just relaxing enjoying the peace.

On Wednesday we went to Cade's Cove and took the 11 mile loop through some really beautiful country with a lot of history.

Bubba wanted me to title the picture below, "Two Broken Down Old Things."

One day we enjoyed a late lunch at one of my favorite Pigeon Forge restaurants, the Applewood Farmhouse Restaurant.  This is country cooking at its best.  Every meal served there is preceded by apple fritters with apple butter and a glass of apple julep.  I've never eaten anything there that wasn't delicious.

I confessed before that I didn't intend to diet on this trip and I didn't.  During the week I had pancakes twice, Cracker Barrel biscuits twice, a cheese omelet with a cathead biscuit, fried chicken twice, steak, a loaded baked potato, chili with cheese and crackers, mashed potatoes, apple fritters, peach ice cream, a peach fried pie, boiled peanuts, hamburgers, and two cream-filled donuts -- plus lots of peaches and assorted snacks.  So far the scale is only showing a two pound gain.  How long do you think it will take for all that to catch up with me?  I'm waiting, but in the meantime I'm back on the program. 

We did a lot of shopping and looking around at the outlet malls in Pigeon Forge and also in downtown Gatlinburg.  The thing is that I don't want or need anything.  I do not intend to accumulate any more stuff than what I already have.  There was heavy traffic everywhere.  

The mountains are always beautiful no matter what time of year you visit.

Going to the Smokies always evokes a lot of memories for me.  I've been going ever since I was a little girl.  It has really changed a lot since then.

We used to carry a Coleman stove with us and Mama would always cook breakfast by the road on a picnic table.  I can still remember the smell of bacon cooking and how good everything tasted.  In this picture my mother is wearing pedal pushers, but I can remember that she used to wear skirts and blouses for travelling.  Sometimes Daddy would go with us, but many times we went with friends or relatives because he was too busy to take off from work.

Going through Cherokee, NC, always included having my picture taken with an Indian. 

On this trip, my Granny was with us and agreed to have her picture taken also.  Granny's slip was always showing and she always wore a dress.  Cherokee is looking kind of run down these days.  A casino has been built there and I guess that is where everybody is these days.  The little shops that used to be so much fun are gradually fizzling out.

When Daddy was with us, we always headed over the mountains early because that was the best time to see bears.

I can remember Daddy would ignore these signs and try to get the bear to eat something.  I saw a bear drink coke from a bottle one time.  The trip over the mountains would always involve a lot of stops taking pictures, having picnics, and wading in the cold mountain streams.

We always stayed at the Laurelwood Motel in Gatlinburg.  The motel was owned by the Woody Luther family and we got to know them well.  Up the hill from the motel was the Laurelwood Restaurant.

To me, these were deluxe accommodations.  They had a pool, shuffleboard, and tvs that would pick up more than one channel.  I read somewhere that rooms were $5.00 per night.  Gee, we could have stayed there for a month for what we paid per night for our cabin.  I wanted to go up and see what was left of the old motel, but the traffic was so heavy it would have been too difficult.  I later read that the whole thing, restaurant and all, had been demolished.

Gatlinburg has changed so much.  There used to be a few little restaurants and shops.  Street parking was always available.  Now, the cheapest parking is $6.00 on River Street and $10.00 for a lot off the main street.  The pictures below are like I first remember seeing Gatlinburg.

Pigeon Forge used to be nothing. There were two or three motels that caught the overflow from Gatlinburg.  Now it looks like Panama City Beach.  Something I read said that ten million people each year visit Pigeon Forge.    

This is a picture from the 60's.  If you've been to Pigeon Forge lately, you know that there is not a gap in the buildings/attractions anywhere and the traffic everywhere is bumper to bumper.

Bubba and I have been back many times through the years.  When Amy came along, she also had the Smoky Mountain experience.

Just like the trips when I was a little girl, we stopped a lot, took a lot of pictures, and waded in the mountain streams.

So, am I ready to go back?  I'm disappointed in the way things have changed, but it had to if ten million plus people are going to visit each year; however, I'm looking forward to making the trip with Amelia one day.  I want her to see the mountains and wade in the streams just like Amy and I did.  I want to tell her about the Cherokee Indians and take her to see "Unto These Hills".  After all, it's a family tradition.

We headed back to Atlanta on Friday making a stop at Jaemore Farms where we bought more peaches, some plums, tomatoes, and sweet potatoes.  We also had a small dish of their homemade peach ice cream and a fried peach pie.  My only regret on this trip is that I got the small cup of ice cream instead of the large.  We spent Friday night at Amy's and headed on home Saturday since Bubba was still not feeling well.

This was a wonderful way to celebrate our anniversary.  I can tell you that although we saw many people pulling their travel trailers, this is something I don't think we will ever do.  It is fun to stay in a cabin every now and then.  Thank you, Bubba, for this trip and for 48 years together.  You're the best!