As promised, the night turned cold, and we woke up to 38 degrees Friday morning. Tink was scheduled to host breakfast at her residence at 8:00 AM, and she woke early prepared for that event. What she wasn't prepared for was to be without electricity! All was well, though, as she had two breakfast casseroles that cooked overnight in the crockpots, that would keep warm. And once some of the guys began to stir, they quickly diagnosed the problem as a blown fuse at a centrally located electrical post -- and a quick flip of a breaker put her back in business.
One mile down the road from our campground, across from the swimming hole known as the "Y", is the Chestnut Top trail to Schoolhouse Gap. It is a popular trail known for spring wildflowers. On the trail, Tom ran into the a Smoky Mountain Wildflower club photoing the wildflowers with classy cameras! Here are some pictures Tom got with his iPhone!
After lunch was a trip to the Cades Cove Cellars, a winery opened in 2012 and just 4 miles down the road. We were scheduled for a free tour and tasting session, and about 25 of our group took the bait.
Tom took another solo jaunt to visit Miegs Falls, a waterfall conveniently located beside a roadside pull-off.
While he was gone Cindy and I waited for a visit from Mike and ZZ Sullivan. ZZ retired from Van Wert High School as librarian and has been living the dream in Tellico City, Tennessee ever since. So many from Van Wert have visited ZZ, and it was time for us to host a social call while in the Smoky Mountains. Years ago, when reading a genealogy book written by my father, ZZ discovered that Mike and I were distant cousins! It was overtime for a cousin reunion!
ZZ and Mike stayed for the evening hotdog pot-luck dinner and the after-dinner amusement. I had found a gizmo that presses spiral cuts into the dogs . . .allowing for some pretty fancy dogs!
After the dog fest we all gathered for a group picture before settling down for a white elephant gift exchange.
You know the routine -- chose a gift off the table and show it around. Hope that it doesn't get stolen! If it does -- choose another one and hope that it doesn't get snatched. And so on. It is always a game that inspires laughter and mock resentment.
We don’t go camping any more . . . we go ‘streamin’ ! The “SIlvermine and His” is our 2016 23' Airstream, and ‘streamin’ is the name we use to describe our adventures. Stream along as we document everything from weekend trips to longer summer excursions and full-blown vacations. You know what they say: if you’re not in an Airstream – you’re just camping!
Tom & Ella Brown