Hitting the Trails

Don’t fool yourself, I’m not a great hiker.  As a matter of fact, if it wasn’t necessary to hike in order to see some pretty neat stuff, I can assure you, I likely wouldn’t hike.  Now, when I talk about hiking, I don’t mean walking–I’m a great walker.  I can walk for miles!  On flat ground, slight hills.  When I want to.  Hiking?  Hiking to me combines walking with large hills or mountains.  I’m not a fan of walking large hills and mountains. But that’s where you find the neat stuff.  While in the Great Smoky Mountains, we HIKED!  Not far, but up big hills and steep inclines.  AND we saw some neat stuff!

We started our long weekend by working our way through my list of places I HAD to see.  First up, Clingman’s Dome. Even though it was only 27 miles from our hotel, the drive took us over an hour (we stopped frequently).  Driving into the mountains yields incredible views, pull-offs for you to snap a shot, and lots of small waterfalls.We made numerous stops while driving higher and higher up.  At one point, the road went upwards like a corkscrew.  The first thing I noticed when we got out of the car in the parking lot was that it was windy.  And a lot colder.  With Clingman’s Dome being the highest point in the Smoky Mountains at 6,642 feet, it tends to be 10-20 degrees cooler than the lowlands.  It’s a good thing I had my down jacket.  Although the trail up to the observation tower is only a half mile long, it’s a long, steep half mile.DomeOnce you are at the top, you have a 360 degree view of the Smoky Mountains.  Supposedly, on a clear day, you can see 200 miles in any direction and yes, we were up above some of the clouds.

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View from Clingman’s Dome

The next trail we hiked was called Laurel Falls.  All I knew going in was that this trail was known for the abundance of laurels growing along it, May is the season for laurels to be in full bloom, and that the trail ended at a waterfall.  It sounded like a good one for us to tackle.LF signSince I didn’t know what a laurel flower looked like, we were able to pop into the Sugarlands Visitor Center, which, in addition to having a gift shop and National Parks info, had a museum that contained a branch of laurels. (You could also watch a short film about the Smoky Mountains while there, but we skipped that.)  Once on the trail, I found the laurels! They were everywhere and beautiful.LaurelsThe distance to the waterfall was 1.3 miles and the trail was considered moderate in difficulty.  It was a paved trail though, which made it seem a little easier.  Once at the falls, I was overwhelmed at the beauty. It was absolutely gorgeous and the sound of the water falling was so relaxing.

Laurel Falls
Laurel Falls

The next day we set off for Grotto Falls.  This was another HAD to see because there was a waterfall that we could walk behind.  There were actually a few waterfalls along the way, which was even better.  We knew this trail was 1.4 mile to the falls, but we missed the part about it being “moderate” in difficulty.Grotto Falls signI wouldn’t even rate it as moderate–this trail was the roughest one we hiked and we were walking on tree roots and rocks for the majority of it.  The climb seemed to go on forever, and in my “in my head voice” I kept asking myself, “why?” along with murmuring the occasional curse word under my breath (I was trying not to poke my bear of a husband into using his “outloud” voice.)  We knew we were close when we could hear thunder of running water.

Once we arrived at the top fall, easy conclusion, the work to get there was all worth the effort.  There were large rocks to sit on and rest a bit, and the cold water of the falls made the air seem like it was air-conditioned.  The only thing missing was a picnic lunch and a cocktail.  The really neat part of the Grotto Falls was that we could actually walk behind the waterfall without being IN the waterfall.  (That water is COLD!)

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Behind Grotto Falls

In hindsight, while I’ll never be a great hiker, there IS a pot of gold at the end of that rainbow–or hike–and hard work usually has a payoff in the end. The hike was well worth the waterfall and if you get the chance to go to the Smoky Mountains and hike some of the trails, do it!

 

 

 

Smoky Mountain Pancaking

 

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I don’t know what it is about the towns of Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg, TN, but they sure love their pancakes.  While visiting there over the weekend, I noticed that there seemed to be a lot of pancake restaurants in the very short distance of the 5 miles of of the Parkway strip.

For instance, Pigeon Forge, whose population is 5,800, came in with at least 15 different pancake houses.  And that’s a loose estimate–I’m pretty sure I didn’t count them all and I didn’t count places like Shoney’s or Cracker Barrel as pancake houses.  There were restaurants with quirky names like the Frizzled Chicken and Reagan’s Broken Egg Pancake House and some whose names got straight to the point such as: Log Cabin Pancake House, River Road Pancake House, Parkway Pancake House.

We stopped in one morning at Reagan’s House of Pancakes.  We scientifically decided on this place because it was the third pancake house on our right, while travelling south down the Pigeon Forge Parkway. We were trying to beat the crowds out to Clingman’s Dome so we were there by 7:30 and in a hurry for breakfast.  Luckily, Reagan’s (which was voted Best Pancake House 3 years in a row) hadn’t yet hit their breakfast rush and had a buffet complete with pancakes and French toast. Now, I’m more of a bacon and eggs kind of girl, but I decided that “when in Rome” I had to eat the pancakes.  I did not regret this decision as the pancakes were excellent and the French toast was even better.

The next morning we started out a little later because we were only hiking one trail–only half the day.  We stopped at the Smoky Mountain Pancake House, and just beat the droves of incoming “pancakers” by minutes.  Luckily, we got in just in time to get a wonderfully prompt and excellent breakfast.  I had the French toast–still close to pancakes…

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After finishing hiking the Grotto Falls trail, we cruised around Gatlinburg (which is only 7 miles south of Pigeon Forge and has 4,180 people) and noticed they had almost as many pancake houses as Pigeon Forge. We counted 8 on their 1 mile long strip with some names we’d already seen in PF and some new names such as The River Road Pancake House and Atrium Pancakes. If you’re averaging pancake houses per mile, Gatlinburg is the winner here.

The next morning we were slated to check out the Frizzled Chicken, just because the name is so fun to say.  Unfortunately, we were too frizzled ourselves to make it before the “pancakers” and we had a fabulous breakfast, skipping pancakes and French toast altogether, for a family style breakfast at Paula Deen’s Family Kitchen. Watch for more about the complimentary biscuits we had there.