Day 61 – Sevierville, TN
Boy, are we getting organized! We got my walk done, got the rig ready, and got on the road by ten thirty this morning. Think that’s a record. We headed west on Highway 40, and pretty soon the road got really windy and curvy. Don was doing his usual very good job of driving safely, but Geri refused to get up and feed me lunch because she wouldn’t be able to watch and criticize his driving. When the road straightened out, after we got into Tennessee, she finally broke down and fed me. They had discussed the selection of an RV Park last night, and had finally agreed on one. When we turned off 40 and headed down Highway 66 toward Sevierville, Don got the name of the Park wrong, and followed the signs to a Park different from the one they had agreed on. Geri was sure it was the wrong park, but went in the office anyway. Sure enough, she came back out and told Don that he was wrong again. Don said that was OK, he liked it here, go back to the office and check us in. I think Geri liked it too, because there was no argument.
I think that this is the most beautiful park setting we have stayed in this trip. We are on the bank of a river called the French Broad, a wide and quiet river. We have lots of beautiful grass, nice shrubs and trees, and a wide, level concrete pad. I think Don will post some pictures of the sunset we had tonight. We took a ride up to a dam that forms a lake on the river, because Don likes dams. It was kind of a pretty dam, as dams go, and it was built in 1942 as part of the Tennessee Valley Project. We met a man there who had camped next to the dam with his grandfather, back when the dam was new. His daughters had fished right at the place where we were standing. It turned out that he was very familiar with the Powell Valley area of Tennessee, where we will be going, and even knew about Yoakum Station, which is the reason we’re going there. On the way back to our Park, we stopped by the place that we had originally intended to go; we were glad that we wound up where we did. Don cooked a steak dinner on the grill, with baked potatoes and asparagus. Good plates! After dinner, Don had his first cigar of the trip, sitting at the picnic table working on the computer, and petting me. It was a good evening. I’m sure we’ll have more here. Ciao!