Showing posts with label Big Creek Trail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Big Creek Trail. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

May 20, 2015 - Camping Monk

Wednesday, May 20, 2015


Today was a chore day. Both of us puttered, straightened up, put things away, etc. The motorhome is still a mess. Just like on the boat, we have too much stuff.

A group of about 16 arrived in the group site.

There was another first for me in the campground this morning. A Buddhist monk is camped in Site 5. He was very pleasant. His buddy was studying the trail map so Andy gave them hiking advice.

  
Two young women came in and chose Site 3. We gave them a Smokies Guide and suggested the Big Creek Trail. Later, Maintenance Linda came to the RV with a cell phone that someone had left in the ladies room of the campground. Andy saw the two women in the parking lot and, when they asked, told them the phone was in the host site. She was so happy to get it back.

I did laundry all day. My little washer/dryer combo only does a few pieces at a time. If I put too much in, the clothes come out looking like crepe paper. We are somewhat wrinkled most of the time.

Boss Larry stopped by to check on us. He said he couldn’t stay long, but did sit and chat for a few minutes. We are going to have campers in the group site through the weekend. Three or four campsite will be filled in the horse camp.

The tent campground was full in the evening. It was also like old-home week. The man with Parkinson’s Disease was in Site 2. Darn, I’ll have to get his name tomorrow. Windy and Lisa are in Site 9 with their 14-month-old Grandson. Junior is in Site 8. The group of six men are in Site 12. These are all people we know because we have met them here in the past. I took us a long time to walk around tonight.

The little grandson is non-stop. At one point, he was going too fast on a slope and went face first into the gravel. He got a good bump on his forehead. He got over it quickly with a little distraction and a band-aid.

These two men were making music in Site 11. They are local and said they have been camping here for over 40 years. The one on the left is playing what he called a hiker’s guitar. It has a little battery powered amplifier. Also, that red thing on the top of his head is not a rose. It’s a headlamp. His young son had one too and was shining it in my eyes.



We talked to the men in Site 12 for a long time. They had just finished dinner and had a half-rack of ribs on the grill. They convinced us to take them home because they had been eating ribs for two days. I’m glad we did. We had them for our evening snack and they were delicious. I’m thinking of hitting Site 12 for breakfast tomorrow.

On the radio:

A turkey had been hit by a car and was wandering or flopping around in the road and “disturbing people”. Well, the people were probably not as disturbed as the poor turkey. It sounded as though some rangers were going to get it off the road.

About 1300 a 72-year-old man fell on some rocks on the trail. A nurse was in the party and had bandaged him up. They were attempting to walk in down the trail to Newfound Gap. The ranger said to tell them to continue down the trail and she would meet them at the trailhead. Hours later, he was out.

A large black male bear was hanging around the Laurel Falls trail. The Laurel Falls Rover could not convince it to leave and called for help. Several voices chimed in saying they were on the way. Later, a ranger called in to say the bear was gone and it was not the same bear that was there in the morning.

At 1830 three or four rangers were responding to an incident on the Foothills Parkway. Blount County had reported it to the park. A man and woman were at an overlook having a fight. Witnessed must have reported seeing the man strike the woman. Later someone said that the man had left the park. One park ranger was going to check out the scene to see if the woman or witnesses were still there.

A concerned grandparent called the park about hikers who had not returned from the Rainbow Falls trail about 2145. They had talked to them by phone and they were still on the trail. The ranger 401 said he would drive to the trailhead to see if their car was still parked there. The grandparents knew the make and color of the car. At 2215 Ranger 401 reported finding a black Honda at the Rainbow Falls trailhead. Ranger 401 said he would be out on foot. Ranger 401 thought that, given the good weather, they might just have to stay on the trail tonight. Then they got the kid on his low-battery cell phone. He was not on Rainbow Falls trail but on Bull Head. Ranger 401 said for them to keep walking. Dispatch asked if he was going to walk up to meet them, and he responded that if they knew where they were, had water, and were in good health, they should just keep walking and call the park when they got down. They only had about an hour to go. About 2325, Dispatch called 401 to report that the hiker had called to say he was approaching the parking lot.

At 2305 rangers were out in the woods near Husky Grove, by the river looking for “that item”. One said they needed to “get eyes on it” so they could send it to (an organization whose name I forgot). They talked back and forth several times but I could not figure out what they were saying.


Monday, May 4, 2015

May 04, 2015 – Walking Stick

Monday, May 04, 2015 – Big Creek


When Andy turned on the radio at 0800, Dispatch and 118 were having a lengthy discussion, but we could not figure out what was going on.  Dispatch told 118 that he got a phone call from someone saying that other hikers had given someone some of their gear and he was hiking out to Gatlinburg.  Dispatch told 118 to stay on the trail.  118 replied that the next two days are his days off, but Dispatch said they wanted him to stay on the trail anyway. We don’t know what the problem was with the hiker or why poor 118 has to work on his weekend.

Mondays are usually a bit quieter in Big Creek. Here is Andy as we got underway this morning to walk around.



There were no people in the picnic area today that we saw. We did have six campsites occupied this morning. This yellow trillium is in the tent campground.



The ferns are beginning to unfurl.



The three men from Cincinnati in Site 5 are having such a good time that they decided to stay for another day or two.



Spence did not show up for a cup of coffee before we left to walk around the campground, but he did drive up on the Gator just as we finished walking around and chatting with the campers. He drove it down to our site for his cup of coffee after cleaning the toilet building at the campground.




I asked my scale model Andy to stand near these boulders along the campground road, but he was too far in front of them and they appear smaller than they really are, especially the big in back and center. I think it is as tall as Andy.



Our 23rd anniversary was on May 2, but we don’t leave Big Creek on weekends.  We celebrated today by driving over to Pigeon Forge for a pizza at the Mellow Mushroom.  Down at the entrance to Big Creek, we saw two turkeys sitting on the bridge railing over the creek. As we drove up onto I-40, we saw a small truck pulled over onto the shoulder near what looked like an elk lying on the side of the highway. It was way too big to be a deer. A turkey walked across the road in front of us on the Foothills Parkway, but when it saw us, even though it was already to the middle of the road, it turned around and went back into the woods.

I took my computer and the Verizon Jetpack  and did a send/receive with the email while we waited for the pizza to arrive.  After we ate, I posted a couple of my logs onto my Big Creek Journal blog.  For some reason, the pictures did not copy so I had to paste them in.  It was tedious. Andy got tired of waiting so I did not finish the job.

We stopped in Walgreen’s to get a refill for Andy’s fluoride for his daily treatments. The young girl at the pharmacy asked him if he wanted jail and he replied, “No, I don’t want to go to jail”.  It took several tries, but he finally realized that she was saying the Tennessee version of gel. Of course, it is a tube of fluoride gel.

We spent some time hanging around the bridge over Big Creek after our evening walk around. I walked to the far bank and took this picture of the swimming hole below the bridge. The water below the little waterfall in waist to chest high on adults.  The little waterfall was about two feet high today.



This is the rock wall side of a mountain at the far end of the bridge.



I went over there to look for the orchid-looking flowers I saw a few days ago, but they had faded. I did find this flower I can’t identify.


Andy stayed on the bridge, playing it like a xylophone with his walking stick.



This Virginia Creeper is on a tree in the picnic area.



A group of three young men was just packing up their vehicle after three nights on a loop hike up the Baxter Creek trail and around the Big Creek watershed and back down the Big Creek Trail.  One of them had an amazing walking stick. He said his father had made it a long time ago.  It looked as though a vine was wrapped around it and fused to the branch.  I couldn’t tell if that was the case or he carved it to look like that.



If I had a walking stick like that, I would poke at least one of my eyes out.

As we walked on up the campground road, Andy expressed feelings of inadequacy because I was admiring someone else’s stick.

























Friday, August 6, 2010

August 6, 2010 - Terrified Buck

Andy with Saunders Clan Before Hike

Pale Yellow Jewelweed (Touch Me Not)

David Attempting to Break His Neck in Big Creek

Midnight Hole

David Climbing Boulder at Midnight Hole

Buck in the Log Jam
Free of the Logs and Branches

Crossing the Creek


Cousins on Rock at Mouse Creek Falls

David and Marley at Mouse Creek Falls



Dianne and Andy on Big Creek Trail





August 6, 2010 - Terrified Buck

Andy with Saunders Clan Before Hike

Pale Yellow Jewelweed (Touch Me Not)

David Attempting to Break His Neck in Big Creek

Midnight Hole

David Climbing Boulder at Midnight Hole

Buck in the Log Jam
Free of the Logs and Branches

Crossing the Creek


Cousins on Rock at Mouse Creek Falls

David and Marley at Mouse Creek Falls



Dianne and Andy on Big Creek Trail