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The Weekend Is Coming

The weekend is coming, and it’s going to be the rare long one. I’m seriously considering getting the family up on Saturday and taking a day trip up to the BRP.

Bridal Veil Falls

I checked the card on one of my cameras and found this video of Bridal Veil Falls. I was thinking about the mountains today before doing that.

I news the cool air. I need to stand on a mountain.

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Little People

We spend a lot of time in the mountains I. The summer. We stay in Maggie Valley just over the mountain from Cherokee. The Cherokee have a deep history and some great tales.

This is one of them.

From first people.us:


Little People of the Cherokee

A Cherokee Legend

The Little People of the Cherokee are a race of Spirits who live in rock caves on the mountain side. They are little fellows and ladies reaching almost to your knees.

They are well shaped and handsome, and their hair so long it almost touches the ground.

They are very helpful, kind-hearted, and great wonder workers. They love music and spend most of their time drumming, singing, and dancing. They have a very gentle nature, but do not like to be disturbed.

Sometimes their drums are heard in lonely places in the mountains, but it is not safe to follow it, for they do not like to be disturbed at home, and they will throw a spell over the stranger so that he is bewildered and loses his way, and even if he does at last get back to the settlement he is like one dazed ever after.

Sometimes, also, they come near a house at night and the people inside hear them talking, but they must not go out, and in the morning they find the corn gathered or the field cleared as if a whole force of men had been at work. If anyone should go out to watch, he would die.

When a hunter finds anything in the woods, such as a knife or a trinket, he must say, ‘Little People, I would like to take this’ because it may belong to them, and if he does not ask their permission they will throw stones at him as he goes home.

Some Little People are black, some are white and some are golden like the Cherokee. Sometimes they speak in Cherokee, but at other times they speak their own ‘Indian’ language. Some call them “Brownies”.

Little people are here to teach lessons about living in harmony with nature and with others. There are three kinds of Little People. The Laurel People, the Rock People, and the Dogwood People.

The Rock People are the mean ones who practice “getting even” who steal children and the like. But they are like this because their space has been invaded.

The Laurel People play tricks and are generally mischievous. When you find children laughing in their sleep – the Laurel People are humorous and enjoy sharing joy with others.

Then there are the Dogwood People who are good and take care of people.

The lessons taught by the Little People are clear. The Rock People teach us that if you do things to other people out of meanness or intentionally, it will come back on you. We must always respect other people’s limits and boundaries.

The Laurel People teach us that we shouldn’t take the world too seriously, and we must always have joy and share that joy with others. The lessons of the Dogwood People are simple – if you do something for someone, do it out of goodness of your heart. Don’t do it to have people obligated to you or for personal gain.

In Cherokee beliefs, many stories contain references to beings called the Little People. These people are supposed to be small mythical characters, and in different beliefs they serve different purposes.

“There are a lot of stories and legends about the Little People. You can see the people out in the forest. They can talk and they look a lot like Indian people except they’re only about two feet high, sometimes they’re smaller. Now the Little People can be very helpful, and they can also play tricks on us, too.

And at one time there was a boy. This boy never wanted to grow up. In fact, he told everyone that so much that they called him “Forever Boy” because he never wanted to be grown. When his friends would sit around and talk about: ‘Oh when I get to be a man, and when I get to be grown I’m gonna be this and I’m gonna go here and be this,’ he’d just go off and play by himself.

He didn’t even want to hear it, because he never wanted to grow up. Finally his father got real tired of this, and he said,’ Forever Boy, I will never call you that again. From now on you’re going to learn to be a man, you’re going to take responsibility for yourself, and you’re going to stop playing all day long. You have to learn these things. Starting tomorrow you’re going to go to your uncle’s, and he’s going to teach you everything that you are going to need to know.’ 

Forever Boy was broken hearted at what his father told him, but he could not stand the thought of growing up. He went out to the river and he cried. He cried so hard that he didn’t see his animal friends gather around him. And they were trying to tell him something, and they were trying to make him feel better, and finally he thought he understood them say, ‘Come here tomorrow, come here early.’ Well, he thought they just wanted to say goodbye to him. And he drug his feet going home. He couldn’t even sleep he was so upset.

The next morning he went out early, as he had promised, to meet his friends. And he was so sad, he could not bear the thought of telling them goodbye forever. Finally he began to get the sense that they were trying to tell him something else, and that is to look behind him.

As he looked behind him, there they were, all the Little People. And they were smiling at him and laughing and running to hug him. And they said, ‘Forever Boy you do not have to grow up. You can stay with us forever. You can come and be one of us and you will never have to grow up…we will ask the Creator to send a vision to your parents and let them know that you are safe and you are doing what you need to do.’ 

Forever Boy thought about it for a long time. But that is what he decided he needed to do, and he went with the Little People.

And even today when you are out in the woods and you see something, and you look and it is not what you really thought it was, or if you are fishing and you feel something on the end of your line, and you think it is the biggest trout ever, and you pull it in, and all it is, is a stick that got tangled on your hook, that is what the Little People are doing. They are playing tricks on you so you will laugh and keep young in your heart. Because that is the spirit of Little People, and Forever Boy, to keep us young in our hearts.”


I’ve been wanting to share more of what interests me here and less of my daily grind.

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Allons-y

Starting off today’s adventures with a good breakfast at The Mountaineer Restaurant.

And here’s the plan…

Cade’s Cove. She won’t let me escape that. (I secretly enjoy it.)

Look Rock.

Sevierville and Pigeon Forge.

Clingman’s Dome.

“Make the plan. Execute the plan. Expect the plan to go off the rails. Throw away the plan.”

L. Snart
Not a bad view for breakfast.

This did not go as planned.

Cade’s Cove was great. We saw three bears! A full-grown one and two cubs. Along with the various other wildlife we usually run across. Always a good time, especially when she gets so excited.


Look Rock started out odd and we got lost a bit.

We ended up walking on a closed road due to a bad Google review. Apparently they didn’t know where they were in relation to the actual observation platform.

If you know how to read and don’t drive on by the signs, you’re okay. We do know how to read and passed right by this one.

It’s a neat little hike, paved the whole way although it’s got some steep incline throughout. We ain’t in the best of shape so some heavy breathing happened. Not the good kind.

Worth going to at least once. For us anyway.


Pigeon Forge was kind of a bust but we continued on to Sevierville and the Great Smoky Mountain Knife Works.

It’s the world largest knife store and my kind of place.

The 23rd wedding anniversary gift is a silver plate by tradition. We got each other knives and the blades are silver in color. We will take it.


Clingman’s Dome didn’t happen today. We opted for taking the other way home and seeing more of the state. Then dinner at a favorite restaurant.

Today was a good day.

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AWAY

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.

🎢No particular place to go…

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.


Mags. Not gonna have it.

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.

One of the dippers. Not too shabby from an iPhone.

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.

I’m tired now. I’m going to sleep.

Maybe.

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ALONE

Almost twenty-three years ago, I married a gal who just happened to be the love of my life and my best friend all wrapped up in one sweet package.

Thar she be!

To celebrate that union and twenty-six actual years together, we are taking off for the weekend sans kids (and cats) for some much-needed time alone together.

The past year and a half and all the pandemic insanity kept us at home our last anniversary, but now we are venturing back out into the world.

From postcardgems.blogspot

And if you need to find us, you probably won’t be able to, but I’ll narrow it down for you. We will be somewhere along the BRP and in the GSMNP.

We’ve found a couple of new spots and will be visiting old haunts.

The adventure starts tomorrow morning but tonight…

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Back In The Mountains: Day 2

Today hasn’t been that exciting. We took the kids over to Gatlinburg to let them do their thing and we hit some of the old spots we usually go to.

What’s poppin’?

We went to check out Elkmont where they’ve been doing a lot of renovations on some of the abandoned houses. It’s nice to see history preserved.

Still no toilet.

Then on to Cades Cove to do a little bear spotting. We actually saw one far off in the fields.

I like watching the ravens beg for food alongside the cars on the loop. They are very entertaining.

We were out pretty much all day. We had a sit-down breakfast at The Mountaineer and fast food the rest of the day. The Mountaineer is fairly priced for good food. We got overcharged for what we got at Johnny Rockets in Gatlinburg.

We topped off the day with mini golf at Maggie Valley Carpet Golf.


Here is where I’m going to say something about Maggie Valley that won’t be popular. 

Y’all gotta step y’all’s game up. 

I know that the last two years have taken a bite out of everybody. And I know a business is hard to run but you’re not gonna keep a business if it isn’t open. 

Several of our favorite restaurants are still there but aren’t open for business on Fourth of July weekend. That’s very concerning for a town that thinks it’s going to jump up from the reopening of Ghost Town amusement park. I know I see the guy down at Route 19 Inn putting money into a place and hoping for the best. And he’s giving it his best. Like I wrote before me and the wife are very impressed with that motel. More importantly, we were satisfied with the money we spent with that place of business.

Chris Smith at Chris and Friends Antiques has invested a ton in his business. 

We love Maggie Valley. We would love to keep coming here. But if there’s nothing to do there’s no reason to come.

We spend the majority of our time on the trails around the town up in the mountains but we spend our money here on food and other entertainment.

We have real friends here that run businesses. And a lot of them are still open and running. 

And that’s all I got to say about that. 

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LΜΆaΜΆzΜΆyΜΆ ΜΆPΜΆoΜΆsΜΆtΜΆ Cades Cove, TN

Tired. Feeling lazy. Nothing to write about.

Here’s a pic from Cades Cove in the mountains of Tennessee.

Cades Cove is a very interesting place. The wife and I are always drawn back there.

From the National Parks website:

Cades Cove is a broad, verdant valley surrounded by mountains and is one of the most popular destinations in the Great Smokies. It offers some of the best opportunities for wildlife viewing in the park. Large numbers of white-tailed deer are frequently seen, and sightings of black bear, coyote, ground hog, turkey, raccoon, skunk, and other animals are also possible.

The valley has a rich history. For hundreds of years Cherokee Indians hunted in Cades Cove but archeologists have found no evidence of major settlements. The first Europeans settled in the cove sometime between 1818 and 1821. By 1830 the population of the area had already swelled to 271. Cades Cove offers the widest variety of historic buildings of any area in the national park. Scattered along the loop road are three churches, a working grist mill, barns, log houses, and many other faithfully restored eighteenth and nineteenth century structures. Pick up the self-guiding tour booklet available at the entrance to the loop road for information about the buildings you’ll see in the cove and the people who lived here.

Well, I done messed up and made more of a post than I meant to.

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My Absolute Favorite…

This is my absolute favorite pic of my absolute favorite lady in the middle of my absolute favorite place.

I took this pic of my wife a year ago in the Great Smoky Mountains. We love the mountains and pretty much vacation there with the kids exclusively. We aren’t much for the beach due to the heat. The mountains give a well deserved break from the heat of north central SC in the middle of summer.

I joke with people that if they want to take me out all they have to do is set up on a mountainside during the fireworks in a nearby town on 4oJ and I’ll be sitting on the steps of the ice cream shop. It’s usually the one time of the year I know exactly where I’ll be.

Just something I wanted to throw on the blog as I came across this picture.

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