We headed out to Graveyard Fields today expecting a leisurely walk to a nice waterfall. We were sorely mistaken. Literally sorely mistaken.
There are many things we could do and want to, but as she said today, we aren’t in shape enough to do some of them.
The Upper Falls we’re worth the hike, and the soreness, though. We will pay for it over the next couple of days.
Devils Courthouse is tomorrow. We’re pacing ourselves, and we can pick it up on the drive out home. It’s right off the parkway.
We decided to take a ride and visit some old haunts the rest of the day.
One of these is the Masonic Marker off the parkway down past Mile High Overlook.
There’s supposedly a Deep Underground Military Base there or D.U.M.B.
A couple of years ago, we saw a military vehicle parked at Mile High overlook one night, and it was still there the following day.
Now you can believe what you want, everywhere else along the Blue Ridge Parkway in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, the phone service is terrible. Running most of the stuff on this blog this week has had to go through Wi-Fi. I’m lucky I stayed at hotels with great Wi-Fi because there’s not a lot up here.
Out at the Masonic Marker, though, I’m uploading five or six pics for an IG post, checking email and Twitter. Go figure. Maybe they finally got a good signal up here, or maybe there’s a bit of truth to what people talk about.
There are a few places you can feel pride and see pride in the service of others anymore.
One of those is the Cherokee Veterans Park in Cherokee, North Carolina.
I am proud of my service. I am proud of anyone who served in anyone who served with me. No greater sacrifice can a man make than to lay down his life for his brother or sister. And all my sisters in service or who have served this goes for you too.
And then this, but you can feel the pride of the Cherokee people for those who have served. I know this park is all about the Cherokee tribe members, but I feel like they’re glad to have had all of us, and I am thankful for that.
I am very curious about the statue of PFC Charles George. The placement of the statue in the way it faces seems to be symbolic of something. I’m thinking I’m going to contact someone in the Cherokee tribe and find out why it’s placed like it’s placed.
PFC George was a Medal Of Honor recipient. He was killed in action November 1952.
After all that, it was visiting friends here and grabbing coffee, trying to catch the sunset, grabbing dinner.
And she suggested we head to Soco Falls. It’s an impressive little waterfall just off the old route between Cherokee and Maggie Valley. It’s always hard to park there, but we slid right in.
We’ve had a good couple of days up here together. Traffic‘s been like the crowds haven’t been bad. It’s been pretty much perfect.
I started the day with the sun to my back which is odd; usually, I’m headed in to work being blinded by it.
Nope. Today we head off to the mountains for a couple of days. I had to take off the trash and get some things sorted before we left.
We spent the better part of our day travelling to where we’re staying.
The original plan was to hit Graveyard Fields and hike out to the Upper Falls. But it’s hot and we were tired.
The road takes it out of ya.
Here. Showered. Rested. Time to go out and forage for grub.
We ended up going over the mountain and into Tennessee to find supper. We’ve never been in Gatlinburg in the evening. It was actually kind of pleasant. Not a lot of people, still hot though. Did a little window shopping, stopped by the tobacco store and then took the ride back. Just spending time together.
Back in the valley and I wanted to do something I’ve never really had the chance to do with the kids, and that’s to get some night shots. She is supportive of my hobbies like photography and this blog. BUT, when it comes to chilly, she would go with me, but she doesn’t wanna.
Back at Route 19 Inn, there are many nostalgic pieces to go with the theme of the place. I’ll add more pics later, but I saw this tonight.