The Inn at Harvest Farms Lake
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We arrived in Manchester, Tennessee and found the Old Stone Fort campground/park. We traveled deep into the woods and had a whole loop to ourselves since all the Labor Day campers had left. The site was above the river and to level it they had made a thick asphalt pad. It was so thick, ...
... here as there is always lots of things to do, fishing in the lake, going for long walks in the forest, fixing things around the house and so on.
This time I caught two fish big enough to eat.
Our stay in the USA is coming to an end and we are now busy advertising our Van, good old Black Bear. Next week we will be in Ft. Lauderdale to hopefully find him a new owner. There will be one more final update from down there before we catch our plane in mid ...
Sunday, June 22nd, Tony, Noel and I went hiking at Old Stone Fort State Park near Manchester, Tn. We also took Sammi with us. The waterfall was very lovely. We hiked down to the water. Noel and I took our shoes off and waded in the water along with Sammi. This was Sammi's first swimming. I put her into the deeper water and she enjoyed herself. We had a great time..
I am a fan...but I am always a fan of somewhere I can hike to get EXERCISE and learn ...
... its roots to a meeting held in Delaware by Dr. Thomas Coke to organize a group of preachers to carry out Wesley’s grand plan to spread the faith throughout the Colonies. Thus, in 1784, the Methodist Episcopal Church was born in our nation.
It did not take long for the circuit riders to carry Methodism to the frontier west. By the time Tennessee became a state in 1796, meeting houses were established in many communities and ...
The first part of the day was riddled with hiccups like getting lost and helping someone figure out how to change a flat, and riding with a few people here and there. I decided to spend the last half of this relatively short day (47 miles) riding by myself into Sewanee. I was so happy I did. The pace was mine to control, and I bounced all over the place from slow to powerful, and I belted earworms the whole time.
What made ...