The retirees settled into a lovely spot at the KOA in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee on Monday. The weather has been nothing short of spectacular.
We've been staying at this campground since we owned a little pop-up camper in 1994. Even though it's nestled into a busy area, the park is peaceful and filled with an array of trees.
It's secluded, yet so close to restaurants that we can walk. The Old Mill Restaurant has long been a favorite destination. If you're ever here, you must go. Their dinner prices include appetizers and desserts, and you will love the corn chowder and corn fritters.
This is how we looked at the Pigeon Forge KOA in the summer of 1994. Our sweet daughter turned eight while we were on vacation that year, and look at our adorable Princess, if you just will.
The memories made from our assorted camping vacations remain some of the most precious. Even if you only spend time in a tent in your backyard, making 'smores over a gas grill, your children will never forget such things.
Yesterday, we spent a couple hours at Dollywood. Everywhere you looked there was autumn goodness. No doubt, lots of hard work goes into making this a wonderful vacation destination.
We bought season passes, as they were a much better bargain than doing a one-day pass, or even a three-day pass. October is the month when Dollywood features Southern Gospel groups in concert, and we plan to return many times before we head out of here. We're both musical, come from musical families, and Gospel, of any kind, is our favorite. We heard one group yesterday and it was refreshing, to say the least.
This is how we looked at Dollywood in the summer of 1994. I'm afraid that is a fanny-pack around my waist. Lawdy mercy. I see my child is following my lead. (They were so handy, I may have to buy another one.)
Lord willing, we plan to be here for a couple weeks, maybe longer. We also hope to spend a little time in Chattanooga (another place of memories) before returning home.
The Man and I never take this privilege that we have for granted. We were talking this week, after hearing some unsettling news from home, that we never know what another day will bring. In the end, all that matters are God and people and we should hold tightly to both. Everything else is temporary.
Until next time, dear friends (all of you who have managed to find me again), may your days be filled with cool breezes and your nights just enough chill to snuggle.