Cherokee side of the Smokies.

 We left Joe and Mishell headed for the Smokie Mountains.

Pigeon Forge was crowded and the traffic slow moving and Gatlinburg was more traffic.

Plus if you take the right side lane going through Gatlinburg you have to watch so you will not hit the people on the sidewalk..

For some reason the like to walk right on the traffic side as close to the traffic as possible that some of them have to turn side ways to avoid getting hit,

                                                                        

We stopped on the mountain top to have a little lunch while enjoying the view which is always very relaxing.

But this view of a snake with its four youngin's all cuddled up, is not good to see. 

Soon we where going down the North Carolina side of the mountain headed for our destination of Smokemont Campground for a couple of nights.

After checking in Vicki and I unhooked the car pared the motorhome, parked it leveled up then extended the slides and we were all set for a couple of days.

                                           

The next day we went out for dinner and by the time we finished as we had it timed the elk where out in the field.  We got a chance to see a couple of the very young one out with their mother and father.

Here one of the small ones where hungry and just had to have some milk.

While while we were close to the visitors center and "Heritage Village" 

Vicki and I walked around to look it over.

First would be an old house that you would have in the 1800's.

A view of the back porch.

Here is the meat house with the barrel of salt to put the meat in.

I remember Dad having a small smoke house to put fresh killed and butchered hog in.

Big barn on the left.

The inside where the horses are stabled.

They even had an old oxen yolk hung up inside.

It took us around an hour to walk through the village, but worth it to see some of this old stuff that brought back some memories.

Thanks for stopping by and have a great day.