Gatlinburg and the Tennessee Smoky Mountains

Great Smoky Mountains Park from Tennessee
Rarely can you actually “see” the border between states, but when you travel south on the Foothills Parkway in far eastern Tennessee, all you need to do is look to the east, and the Tennessee-North Carolina state line follows the highest ridge from northeast to southwest into the Great Smoky Mountains National Park.

Gatlinburg Golf Club
As you approach the Gatlinburg-Pigeon Forge area, that same ridge is clearly visible as it divides the national park down the middle. Mount Laconte, the tallest peak in the park, is the second highest mountain east of the Mississippi, falling just feet short of Mt. Mitchell to the east.

Cades Cove Ridgeline
In the far southwest quadrant of the Park is the preserved settlement called Cades Cove, and that same ridgeline, above, continues southwest into Georgia. Restored farm structures in Cades Cove tell the story of Scots-Irish families who settled in this remote valley hundreds of years ago.

Cades Cove Grain Cradle
Back in Pigeon Forge, The Little Pigeon River, below,  flows out of the Park, and northward toward the mighty Tennessee. Catawba Rhododendron are already blooming at this elevation.

Little Pigeon River
Since the National Park opened in 1935, Gatlinburg has been one of the main destinations for Park travelers. First class resorts with artistic pools and waterfalls have been built all through the valley.

River Stone Resort
Where you have millions of tourists, you also have the irresistable attractions that vie for the family vacation dollar. One of the most dramatic is a nearly lifesize recreation of the Titanic, iceberg and all. Driving past this bohemoth is disorienting to say the least.

Titanic in Pigeon Forge
Another recent addition is the Hollywood Wax Museum, with a 150 foot tall King Kong clinging to the Empire State Building, while a Mt. Rushmore knock-off of Hollywood’s greatest stars looms in the foreground.

llywood Wax Museum
Back into nature, May wildflowers compete very well with the monstrosities of man, and serve as reminders of why we came to these mountains in the first place.

Gatlinburg Wildflowers

Ice in the Middle of May

Sunrise Frost at Otter Creek
After two mornings in a row with a low temperature of 33, ice was heavy on all metal surfaces, especially my old Buick. This is very unusual for this elevation, this late in May. My previous record for a May frost was on Cinco de Mayo in 2011. Grandfather Mountain had a low of 18 yesterday with wind chills below zero. I still took my sunrise walk both days, and the images below made it all worthwhile.


It’s amazing how sensitive plants are when it comes to producing flowers. Somehow they know that pollenators cannot fly in low temperatures, so they delay opening flowers until they are sure that something will be there to spread their pollen. This year, the plants are over three weeks late in blooming. Sure enough, when the temperature climbed to 70 this afternoon, the bumble bees, honey bees, and wasps, were out in force. They remain dormant until the temperature goes above 65 degrees.

Today, the blackberries finally began to bloom after such an extended winter.

Blackberry Blooms   First Blackberries

Glenwood Pasture
On my way to the gym in Marion this afternoon, I stopped to enjoy the beauty of a huge horse pasture covered with tiny yellow wildflowers. You can see them on the video, along with my breath at sunrise this morning, and Buddy showing me how he has learned to debark my newest hiking stick. Where do dogs learn these things?

The Azaleas in the Gardens at Biltmore

Biltmore Estate Vista

One  of the greatest pleasures of living near Asheville is having access to the incredible Biltmore Estate with its house and gardens. Today I went to see the azaleas that have been in bloom for two weeks, and anything else concerning the gardens that might prove  especially interesting. Driving the two miles to the mansion from the entrance where the security guard checked my pass was worth the entire trip. Wild azaleas were blooming in the forest all along the road. Century old trees of every make and model were in their full glory on an overcast afternoon. Driving past the house, I went directly to the parking area  behind the Gardens’ store and hot houses. Being a weekday, there were people but no crowds. It was almost like I had the entire Gardens to myself. Walking into the formal garden from the conservatory, this is the view that greeted me.

Biltmore Formal Gardens
The wisteria was in full bloom, and set off the reds and yellows in the beds. There were many varieties of iris. Here are just a few…

 

Scattered among the iris beds were plantings of the most interesting pansies I’ve ever seen.

Biltmore Pansies

Walking into the Frederick Law Olmstead designed azalea garden, the colors were in all directions. I slowly walked amongst these glorious bushes, in awe of their displays. For those folks who believe that they might see Heaven in their afterlife, they don’t need to wait. Just being in this place is as much Heaven as you might ever have imagined. You can’t believe the beauty… 

Moving on to the Boathouse on Bass Lake, I found the largest Mountain Laurel tree I’ve ever seen. It, too, must have been over a hundred years old.

Biltmore Mountain Laurel

Walking back toward the garden entrance, I was greeted by a Robin Redbreast, looking for that illusive worm. Also, a small stream fed into the lake, but not before keeping a steady flow of nourishing water to the forest around it.

Biltmore Estate Robin  Biltmore Evergreens

Driving out, the house beckoned me to return. That’s one request that will be easy to fulfill.

Biltmore Estate Chateau

After the Deluge, the Valley Recovers

Otter Valley Storm Storm Clouds at Hemlock House
As a thunderstorm approached from the west yesterday, the sun was already drying out the remains of eight inches of rain. The slow moving weekend event brought rivers over their banks, while mud and rock slides closed major east-west roads between here and Asheville.

Otter Creek Swing Otter Creek Currents
The neighbor’s swing held tight as Otter Creek rose six feet. Lower down, the creek was a torrent as it exited the valley on its way to the Broad River.

Swollen Ponds
The pond down through the woods was out of its banks as a swollen Otter Creek flooded the low areas. That same area was the subject of a sunset video just a few days before the storm. The changes are striking.

Wildflowers and Wild Birds at Otter Creek in Spring

Wild Azaleas
With Spring finally taking control of the forest, the wildflowers are as vibrant as ever. These Wild Azaleas were along a small creek near the house.

Azalea Gathering
Although this is my fourth Spring in the mountains, this is the first time I recall seeing these bushes blooming.

Vine Wildflowers
These simple white flowers, above, are part of a vine system that covers much of the ground around my meadow.

With lavendar being my favorite color, I especially love the small wildflowers covered in morning dew, and the impressive Empress Tree with its trumpet like blossoms that carry the scent of sweetness and purity when they are blooming. Just click on any of the above images and move through the slide show at your own pace.

Buddy at Otter Pond
Buddy, my trusty hiking companion, is facinated by the ducks in Otter Pond.

Eastern Wood Peewees
A pair of Eastern Wood Peewees has nested under my deck every spring since I moved here. Yesterday, three eggs hatched, and three hungry chicks cried our for food. The Peewees eat only insects that they catch in mid-flight like our bats.

Wolf Pen Ridge
Distant Wolf Pen Mountain makes the ideal backdrop for the many green shades of Spring here in Otter Creek Valley.

The video below was made a few days ago at the feeder in my meadow. Turn the sound up, and listen for the Wild Turkey and the Pileated Woodpecker. The blue bird is a male Indigo Bunting, common here in the South. The Goldfinches have just arrived, and watch for the grey Tufted Titmouse near the end. He has very expressive dark eyes. They tend to dominate the other birds.

 

Otter Creek Valley and High Lodges Falls

A clear spring April morning was the perfect time to trek higher up Otter Creek Valley to view High Lodges Falls, the only set of falls I’ve seen in this entire valley. After three inches of rain, the falls come alive.

High Lodges Falls
Check out the short video below to see and hear these interesting falls in action.

The music is Ein Heldenleben by Richard Strauss

The View from atop Oak Mountain

Their are two mountains to the north of the house, and both of them dominate the eyes when entering the valley on Fibber Magee Drive. Stopping by Otter Pond last May 15th, below, Oak Mountain is the first one to the right.

Oak Mountain Rutherford
Oak Mountain Map
Oak Mountain Topo
The red cross marks the summit of Oak Mountain, and the blue cross marks the location of my house.

The trail is an old logging road that snakes its way along the eastern ridge for about a mile. Although the climb is a mere 600 feet vertically, the overgrown path presents quite a challenge even to the seasoned hiker. It is just after sunrise, and the temperature is 42 degrees. Nearing the summit, the trees seem to congregate around the top. There are no evergreens along the entire upper ridge, only hardwoods.
Oak Mountain Summit
Because the trees are so thick near the top, and the new leaves obscure anything along the horizon, all of these views are taken from a small clearing just down the southeast slope along the narrow trail.
Mount Shumont Cliffs
Mt. Shumont, above, at almost 4,000 feet is the tallest visible peak from Oak Mountain’s south face.
A smaller Young’s Mountain, below, is just as impressive early in the morning.
Young's Mountain Forest
Looking toward the southeast, King’s Mountain is clearly visible on the horizon, below,  a distance of about 80 miles.
King's Mountain Horizon
In the foreground of the same photo, a horse farm greets the rising sun.

Western Piedmont Plateau
A turn due south, above, features the western Piedmont Plateau and its rolling foothills. The next mountain above 1,200 feet in this direction is in Panama, just west of the Canal.

Tryon Mountain Vista
Toward the southwest past Bill’s Mountian is Tryon Peak, above, along the South Carolina border.

Oak Mountain North View
Looking back toward the summit from the north slope, the oaks, hickorys, maples, and ash are nearly 125 feet tall.

Otter Pond Blue
At the bottom of the logging trail, familiar Otter Pond welcomes a weary hiker, with its cattail lined western bank. The two mile hike was well worth the effort.

Oak Mountain Cabin
This image, made last Spring, shows the north face of Oak Mountain above this historic log home. This is the side over the mountain from my valley.

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