There’s a very elaborate wooden park about 12 miles from our campground.
Ryan will spend days exploring every step and turn. He’s very aware of his balance, and very careful.
Ross quickly gets frustrated with all the ups and downs, and refuses to move! On the other hand, give him a swing….and he’s off to the races!
I think their facial expressions below accurately display the intensity of their feelings….
The lake we view out our side windows is Cordell Hull Lake, formed by a dam on the Cumberland River. On a map, the lake looks like a Chinese dragon because it winds back and forth so much.
You should have seen us trying to explore the nearby countryside today. The meanderings of the lake were enough, but we also had to contend with the Tennessee hills!
One nearby state park features a single-lane bridge across a dam, with a suspension bridge walkway below its dual spillways. Ross had a riot on the walkway, but Ryan was too engrossed in feeling all its mechanicals to really get into its movement!
Spring is about a month behind last year when we were here, but it shows itself in such lovely ways! The hillsides have clumps of soft green where the early deciduous trees have popped amidst the dark green pines and the blank gray late deciduous. The sky was fun today, and the hills gave new meaning to the term “rolling”.
There was something remarkable around almost every corner! The little donkeys were right beside the road, and much more interested in their food than us.
Before we knew it, we were 40 miles from home and had crossed into Kentucky! We were on the edge of Dale Hollow Lake, and decided to catch its state park resort….in hopes of some interesting food for dinner.
Our luck held out: we arrived 8 minutes after they opened for dinner, the staff was hugely kind to us and embellished our meals with more than we ordered!
And look at the view from the window beside our table!
Peaceful end to a lovely first week at Defeated Creek.
Ross rocks in the golden rays of the setting sun….
We really enjoyed this past Monday, April 1….no foolin.
That’s because it was sunny and we were in Nashville!
We’ve barely scratched the surface during four different times parked nearby, and we always come away with big smiles!
One favorite already is Centennial Park. We showed you a picture from the park last fall where Ross was reclining on the grass beside the Parthenon, a full-size recreation of the Greek original that the city built as the centerpiece for its 1897 Centennial Exposition. The park hosts numerous Vanderbilt University sports fields, and expansive sidewalks curve through its grounds for all manner of foot traffic. Because it sits on the edge of numerous Vanderbilt facilities, the casual athletes outnumber the serious runners.
But maybe its greatest claim to fame in our book are the lovely cultivated garden areas. Spring was busting out all over!
Notice something unusual about Ryan in the picture of him with Robyn and Ross (he’s on the left): his eyelids are open a little. He does this occasionally, and we’ve never figured out any sense to it. He has only bare optic nerve endings in his eyes….no retinas….but his ophthalmologist has theorized he might detect gross light and dark. Ryan just doesn’t demonstrate any response to even this strong sun. Perhaps he was responding to the sensation of warm sun on his face….
The final picture was taken in the rain today. Whenever we go near a lake, Robyn checks for bald eagles. And baby, she finds them.
This one was perched across from us below the dam for our campground lake. It’s prime fishing territory. As I despaired getting a useable photo from such a distance, he dived off the branch and flew toward us! He turned a bit and ended up on the ground about 900 feet from us at a kill other birds were enjoying. They were not happy he interrupted their feast!