Monday, September 16, 2024

Visiting Chattanooga, Tennessee

We had what we consider a very long driving day (7 hours portal to portal) from Moorhead, Kentucky because we deleted an overnight stop from our itinerary to avoid any run-ins with Hurricane Francine.  So, we did not arrive until late afternoon at Raccoon Mountain Caverns and Campground in Chattanooga, Tennessee.  This RV Park has friendly, efficient staff, extra-long pull-through sites, scenic vistas, playground, pool, and clean laundromat.  Of course, this came at the hefty price of $76/night (this includes an extra $6 for exceeding 2 vehicles/site, even though the Jeep fit on our site with room to spare)!

 







Over the course of our stay, we took in the local sights:

  • the Tennessee Valley Authority (TVA) Raccoon Mountain Pumped Storage Hydroelectric Plant (which produces 1650+ megawatts of electricity!);

 



  • the Chattanooga Choo Choo Hotel and Historic Site (which, in my humble stuffed rat opinion, was a giant nothing burger);

 




  • Ross’s Landing along the Tennessee River.  It's Plaza is  where an emotional and heartfelt art exhibit, “The Passage”, depicts the Trail of Tears, the tragic forced removal of 16,000 Cherokees and other Indian Nations from their homelands by the U.S. government under President Andrew Jackson in 1838.  Jackson’s refusal to honor the ruling of the Supreme Court that the Indians had sovereign rights to their homelands and his continuing with the Indian Removal Act is considered by many as ethnic genocide, with thousands of Indians perishing along the routes.

















We also explored the shops in Downtown Chattanooga and the vendors who were participating in a Fall Festival.

 



I'm gonna slay a dragon--no dungeon for me!


We went to the Moccasin Bend Archeological site, thinking we were going to see some cool cultural lands.    Instead, we found ourselves at the front gate of a mental health facility that sits on the designated site.  Afraid my parents might get us all committed, I hightailed it out of there.  I reunited with my parents at the head of the Blue Blaze Trail, which we all hiked together, despite the rain showers that followed us.











We went back over to Georgia to visit the home of John Ross, Principal Chief of the Cherokees from 1828-1866.  He fought vigorously yet unsuccessfully against the removal of the Indians/taking of their lands.  The house was built in 1797 and was used during the Civil War as a hospital.

 





We headed to Chickamauga and Chattanooga National Military Park.  As we watched the film, perused the exhibits, took the auto tours, and hiked the trails, we imagined ourselves at Chickamauga Creek in Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia, just a few miles south of Chattanooga, Tennessee.  Chattanooga was a major supply hub and strategic gateway for the South.  As such, gaining control of the City was an important mission for the Union. 



The acorn adorned many Union monuments, symbolizing being steadfast and sturdy like an oak tree. 

The State of Texas must have received an unbeatable price deal from their monument supplier--we have seen the same granite design at nearly all battlefields we visited in which a Texas monument has been erected.

Reconstructed cabin of the Brotherton family.  Fighting took place on their lands.


This monument, known as Wilder Tower,  is dedicated to the Union's Army of the Cumberland Lightning Brigade, led by John Wilder.

Awesome views...

...from the top of the Tower.


So where does Chickamauga Creek fit into this tale?  It is here that Confederate General Braxton Bragg had retreated from Chattanooga in early September 1863 after being outmaneuvered by Union General Rosecrans at Lookout Mountain.  It is here that General Bragg obtained reinforcements.  It is here that a heavy battle transpired at Snodgrass Hill, Horseshoe Ridge, and LaFayette Road.   And it is here that General Bragg was successful in breaching a gap in the Union army’s line, forcing Union General Rosecrans to retreat to Chattanooga.

 

Now General Bragg, back in the driver’s seat, began a siege of the city of Chattanooga, hoping to cut off supplies for the enemy and force the Union into submission.  But that was not to be.  You see, President Lincoln had fired General Rosecrans, subsequently naming General Grant “the Big Kahuna.”  Grant brought Union reinforcements (who traveled 1,300 miles in just 11 days!) and opened a Union supply line at Chattanooga called “Cracker” (after their ration staple), thereby ending the siege.  Battle ensued from November 23-25, 1863 with Union successes at Orchard Knob, Lookout Mountain, and Missionary Ridge, placing control of Chattanooga squarely in the hands of the Union.

 

We attended a ranger program at Point Park to learn more about the aforementioned battle at Lookout Mountain.  With primarily hand-to-hand combat fought on the slopes of mountains and enveloped in fog, it earned the moniker “Battle Above the Clouds”.   True to its name, Lookout Mountain offers fantastic views of the Tennessee River and Moccasin Bend. 

 





We paid our respects at the National Cemetery, whose grounds include the area where the Battle of Orchard Knob was fought.






We also popped in to the Confederate Cemetery.




And we visited Missionary Ridge, though it contains very little evidence of the battle that carries its name.   We hiked a portion of the Bluff Trail and stopped at the Craven House, once the Confederate Headquarters.  As seen at countless sites we have visited these last few months, this is another historical building closed to the public.




Though not the end of our touring season, this was the last Civil War battlefield of the 26 on our travel itinerary.  


A Junior Ranger Badge achieved at the Chickamauga and Chattanooga Military Park!


This leads yours truly, Rambling RV Rat, to some final thoughts:


Undeniably, slavery was and is wrong.  But, despite the narrative often being told, the Civil War was NOT just about slavery.  The real issue was States’ rights and overreach of the Federal government that started decades earlier than the onset of the Civil War.  Sadly, Federal overreach continues to this day.  The Constitution gives the Federal government limited powers.  Everything not specifically enumerated within the Constitution falls under States’ rights.


Furthermore, the hypocrisy of the North stupefied me.  For example, Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation specifically freed the slaves in the “Rebel” states.  Yet, it did not address slaves within the Union states, of which there were plenty.  Worried that his Proclamation could be challenged as unconstitutional, Lincoln pushed for Congress to enact legislation.  The 13th amendment of the Constitution to abolish slavery was introduced in February 1864.  It was ratified by the required 27 (of 36) states by December 6, 1865, including most of those that were part of the Confederacy previously.  Yet 2 Union States—New Jersey and Delaware—refused to ratify it initially and were among the final 5 states to do so.  In fact, Delaware did not ratify it until 1901!  Speaking of New Jersey, it was the only free state east of the Mississippi River whose electorates voted against Lincoln in the 1860 election, despite his platform of abolishing slavery.  And Maryland, although it remained part of the Union, was a slave-holding state.


President Lincoln’s desire for immediate results created a revolving door of leadership for the Union.  Meanwhile, the Confederates had consistency with General Lee and his main sidekicks, Jackson, and Longstreet—at least until Jackson’s demise in 1863 and Longstreet’s injury in 1864.   Despite a reliable leadership team, the South had a consistent 2-1 manpower disadvantage compared to the Union (and in some battles, the Union had 3 to 4 times as many troops as the Confederates).  Would the outcome of the war have been different if the army sizes were the same?


What if Lee accepted Lincoln’s initial offer to make him Commander of the Potomac rather than pledging allegiance to his home state of Virginia when it joined the Confederacy?  Would the war have ended sooner, giving Lincoln the victory he so wanted and needed?


After touring so many battlefields, I now wonder how many landscaping and topographical features we see today were formed through trench warfare.  What looks like a small hill could represent a byproduct of war. 


How fortunate we are that people corresponded and chronicled through the written word (so unlike life today).  They articulated so eloquently their hopes and fears.  Their journals skillfully detailed their surroundings, the conditions they encountered, and the tactical and strategic logistics of warfare.  Though they have long left this earth, their recounting of history remains.  Immersed now in a digital world with nearly all correspondence and documentation conducted electronically and so easy to delete permanently, what will remain to recount our history 100 years from now?


Our Civil War battlefield tour has been an enlightening yet emotional lesson in history.  My heart aches for the plight of the slaves and the horrendous conditions they endured.  I am horrified at the number of casualties resulting from this war, those who were injured temporarily, those who were maimed permanently, and those who gave the ultimate sacrifice for their convictions and beliefs.   I pray our Nation and world realize the senselessness of war.   In the end, no one emerges as a winner.  War, what is it good for—ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!





Thursday, September 12, 2024

Tail of the Dragon/Cherohala Skyway - Motorcycling in the Great Smoky Mountains

We left Ashville on a gorgeous, cooler-by-East-Texas-standards (66F degrees) morning, heading to Tennessee.  The leaves were just starting to change their color palette.



While passing through Sevierville, Tennessee, we stopped at Buc-ees.  Once a Texas exclusive, Buc-ees has expanded widely throughout the South, and this store is ginormous, bigger than any other Buc-ees location (that is until the Luling, Texas one opened a few months after our Sevierville visit).

 

My buddy Buc-ee is offering big buckaroos to attract employees!

We arrived at our Harvest Hosts, The Bass Pond, a small RV Park in Sweetwater, Tennessee.  It offers multiple day stays and full hook-ups (electric/water/sewer) for $35/night.  We were greeted warmly by our hosts, including Tucker, head of the canine welcoming committee.  We were assigned to one of their few pull-through sites, which was big and level.  Hence, it was one of our easiest set-ups EVER!

 

Tucker looked a bit tuckered out after his enthusiastic welcome to us.


This site was so wide and long, we could have fit a second set-up within it!



In the Chinese Calendar, 2024 is the Year of the Dragon.  Therefore, it was apropos for us to take Maximus the Trike on the Tail of the Dragon, an 11-mile ride with 319 curves along US-129 near the border of Tennessee and North Carolina. We had an overcast day with light rain showers, so it was a wee bit chilly, especially since we left the RV park at 7:15 a.m. to begin our adventure before many of the daredevils arrived.   We came in from TN-72 in Venore, the opposite direction from when we last came to the area to motorcycle.  We had a fun and safe ride on the Dragon, and stopped at Deal's Gap to stretch and make some T-shirt and accessory purchases.   Admittedly, all the hydroelectric lines along the route did not provide the best scenery.


I wish Mom wasn't a wuss and would have ridden her own motorcycle, Yellow Jacket, 'cause she took my seat behind Dad and I was relegated to sitting on top of the trunk!

 





A photo we purchased from Kilroy as we negotiated the Dragon.

Mom taking a pic of the photographer from 129photos, from whom we purchased this shot.

We negotiated the Dragon safely and arrived at Deal's Gap.


The dragon...

...and its tail.




Fortunately, our ride after the Tail of the Dragon 
along Cherohala Skyway (which is within Nantahala and Cherokee National Forests) provided gorgeous views—after the thick layer of fog dissipated.  











Tubing along the Tellico River.


First I was amused, then a bit perturbed to learn that various state and federal government entities spent hard-earned taxpayer money installing poles to assist an endangered species of flying squirrels in their “commute”.  Apparently, these Carolina squirrels, unique to the high elevations of the Appalachian Mountains, do not actually fly, they glide from tree to tree.  Well, these poles act as launch/landing pads, giving the squirrels faux trees between which they can glide across the Skyway.  

Hey, I love my fellow rodentia.  But I can't help but wonder how much cheese money was spent to install these poles for the "flying" squirrels!  


We stopped at the Charles Hall Museum and Heritage Center in Tellico Plains.  This small museum has a wonderful collection of historic guns, American Indian pottery, and some "antique" electronics.   Just down the road from the Museum and Heritage Center was a collection of unique topiary art.  Some folks are so creative and talented.

  


A sampling of "antique" electronics, a few of which are familiar to this youthful Rambling RV Rat (oh, my, I'm getting old). 

Colorful ceramic tiles of hummingbirds adorn this bench.


Unique topiary art.


How cool is the topiary lamp from Christmas Story!


We took a day of rest, opting to stay “home” at the Bass Pond RV Park and clocking our 5-miles walking along local country roads.  We were fascinated as we watched the harvesting of nearby corn fields.  What an interesting process.

 

Just one of the lovely views from our walk along country roads.

We left Sweetwater, Tennessee, on a spectacular morning with crisp temperatures and bright sunshine, arriving at Natural Bridge Resort State Park in Slade, Kentucky.    It was a mighty tight squeeze, but we managed to fit on the site without unhitching Suite Retreat from Big Boomer for our overnight stay.  This is a small RV parking area within the Red River Gorge Geographical Area.  We were surrounded by woods, creeks, mountains, and natural wonders.  If bears are in the area like several signs warned, they steered clear of us.   We hiked to the Park’s Natural Bridge along the Original Trail blazed by the L & E Railroad.   We had hoped to hike the return trip via the Balance Rock Trail, but that trail was closed due to damage incurred from recent wildfires.

 










I wished we had more time to explore this beautiful area, but we were off the next day to the Landing Strip in Moorhead, Kentucky.  This RV Park is built on an old airport runway.  Thus, we expected to find long pull through sites.  Nope.  Instead, it has short back-ins that required us to encroach on the site behind us to fit without disconnecting.  Fortunately, the site behind us was vacant, and we were only here for 2 nights to facilitate a visit with former full-time RVing friends, Jim/Brenda, who last visited with us in 2020 while we were in Quartzsite, AZ.  They now own a little slice of heaven--16 rolling acres of countryside with spectacular views.     We just loved touring their property, learning about their beekeeping endeavors, and admiring their vegetable and flower gardens.  We enjoyed some local fare with them at Pop’s BBQ and Elliott’s Pizza and we all relaxed at Cave Run, taking in the panoramic views and the many houseboats docked here.  What a perfect way to end our visit with these wonderful folks.


View from our site at the Landing Strip. 


Jim/Brenda's little slice of heaven...


...16 rolling acres of countryside.


The Marina at Cave Run.