Our 48th Wedding Anniversary
>> Tuesday, July 31, 2012
On July 19, 2012 Connie and I celebrated our 48th wedding anniversary. We got away for a couple of days. On the 18th we drove over to Cumberland Falls State Park for a return visit to the falls. We had been there about 5 years ago and although we enjoyed it very much, the water in the river was quite low and there was not enough water going over the falls to fully cover all of the rocks. We had kept promising ourselves we would go back. So, finally we made it. Although the summer has been quite dry there had been some rain in the local area that had the river running at normal levels.
The falls is 125 feet wide and 68 feet tall at normal pool. If you look closely you can see several people on the left of the falls. This will give you a bit of an idea of the size. The falls is referred to as the “Niagara of the South,” as it is the largest waterfall south of Niagara and east of the Mississippi river.
There is one thing that occurs here and in no other place in the entire western hemisphere. Only at night during a full moon one can see a “moon bow.” This is much the same as a rainbow that is seen on most days but is an arc of white light. We have never seen this but maybe sometime!
Leaving the falls we drove to near Knoxville, TN and spent the night. We had made reservations at a unique “bed and breakfast.” Here is a picture of the sign in front of the place.
We found the name of the place to be quite interesting since we live here “on Cedar Ridge.” The cabin was moved to this location from about 3 or 4 miles away and was modernized. It has central heat and air, a full bathroom and modern kitchen. We opted out of the breakfast and took food and fixed our own—steak and eggs!
This picture is of the exterior of the cabin. All of the logs in the walls are original. The setting is very nice, quite a ways off of the main street and was very quiet and peaceful. Below are a couple of photos of the inside of the cabin.
A very large and working fireplace is the central point in the cabin. Unseen in this photo is a nice sofa in front of the fireplace. The white cabinet to the left in the photo is an entertainment center with TV and VCR.
This picture was taken from in front of the fireplace, looking up into the loft where the king-size bed was located. After a good breakfast the next morning, the 19th, we spent several hours at the Museum of Appalachia, which was virtually next door to the cabin.
The museum was founded by John Rice Irwin in 1969 with one log cabin. It is now a non-profit organization and includes dozens of historic log structures and exhibit halls with thousands of authentic artifacts from the Appalachia area. Mr. Irwin traveled the many back roads collecting these items, items used by and often made by the mountain folk of the Southern Appalachia area.
The view above is of part of the 60 acre museum grounds.
The tiny building in the photo to the left is the smallest dwelling in the museum. It was moved to the museum in 2007 from nearby Beard Valley, in Union County, TN. This was the home of an old bachelor by the name of Tom Cassidy. He is reported as saying, “I’ve got that little cot in there, a chair, a stove for heat and cooking, a frying pan, a bean pot, on old dresser, my fiddle and my pistol; what more does a man need?
This cabin is known as the “Mark Twain Family Cabin.” It was moved to the museum from Possum Trot, TN and once was the home of Mark Twain’s parents and some of their children. Mark Twain (Samuel Clemons) was born 5 months after the family moved from Tennessee in 1835.
As I said, we spent several hours there but one could spend even more time looking at all of the interesting exhibits and reading the information that has been written about them. We returned home that afternoon, having had an enjoyable break and a good anniversary.
2 comments:
Happy anniversary! Sounds like it was a good one.
oh wow! I was at this museum/historical complex once. I bought a little ol' second hand pottery vase not more than 5" tall that some woman up one of those hollows would have cherished -- as I cherish it now. It probably cost 19 cents back in 1908 or something . . . but that would have been a major decision to make as 19 cents might have bought the flour or the sugar for the week.
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