Davy, Davy Crockett. King of the Wild Frontier! And Jonesborough, Tennessee

Before we head off on today’s adventure, let’s stop in the Newport City Park for a look at the path we have been walking.  It is about a half-mile winding loop, mostly in the shade of big trees.

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Walking Path in Newport City Park

 

On to Davy Crockett‘s  birthplace in Limestone, Tennessee, now Davy Crockett Birthplace State Park.  It is several miles off the main road, down several narrow country roads.  The road made a sharp curve and I drove straight into the park.  Andy exclaimed, “This can’t be it!  We are not on a mountaintop!”  He was right, the mountains were in the distance. What about “Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee; Greenest state in the land of the free”?  Sorry, that must have been a Hollywood fabrication.  We were terribly disappointed.

I wonder how many people younger than me even know who Davy Crockett was. Anyone watching television in the 1950s saw the wildly popular television series about him.  It was part of the Walt Disney program. But, Crockett didn’t need Disney to become famous.  He was a legend in his own time. He was known as an expert hunter and trapper.  Muscular and good looking, he was popular enough to get elected to congress.  There, he was described as uncouth, loud, and illiterate (which he was).  He was also famous for his colorful mountain language such as “….a huckleberry over my persimmon”. He was fearless in his fight against President Andrew Jackson in 1830 over the removal of the Cherokee from their lands. He later lost an election over this issue. That is when he headed west to Texas.

We passed the very nice campground (with 40 full hookup sites (30 amps)).  There is also a large swimming pool. Our first stop was the memorial, not to be confused with a grave.  He was, of course, killed at the Alamo.  I asked Wikipedia what happened to the bodies.

“Once all of the defenders had been killed, Santa Anna ordered his men to take the bodies to a nearby stand of trees, where they were stacked together and wood piled on top.[160] That evening, a fire was lit and the bodies of the defenders were burned to ashes.”

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Davy Crockett Memorial

Here is a closer look at the monument.

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Davy Crockett Monument

There is a nice replica cabin I presume to be typical of the place and time.  There were bars over the door so we could not go in and it was hard to take any pictures.  (I should have had my smartphone with me.) The positive side of bars over the door was that the interior was furnished nicely for the period. I also noted that park visitors have not written and carved their names into the logs as they have in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park cabins.

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Davy Crockett Replica Cabin

 

There was something very strange about that place.  The soil glittered.  I didn’t capture it very well with my camera but, here is my best attempt. Those white specks were shining brightly in the sun. I told Andy I thought it was mica even though I really didn’t know what mica is. It took a bit of Googling to find the answer. There are mica mines upstream in the mountains.

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Glittering Mica in Sand

The Crockett cabin is on the banks of the Nolichucky River, which flows into the French Broad River, which joins the Holston River to form the Tennessee River in Knoxville, Tennessee.

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Nolichucky River

Next, we drove a relatively short distance to the town of Jonesborough, the oldest town in Tennesee and the storytelling capital of the world. It was the capital of the state of Franklin, which was never recognized by congress.  It was reclaimed by North Carolina but, eventually became part of Tennessee when it was admitted to the union.

We stopped in the visitor center and picked up a walking-tour map.  Our first stop was the Main Street Cafe for lunch. The historic downtown is several blocks long and full of old buildings. Here are a few.

This private home is the Naff-Henley House, built in 1840.

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Naff-Henley House – 1840

This might be the most charming building on Main Street.  It is owned by the state of Tennessee and has a excellent museum on the ground floor. It was built by the local doctor in the late 1790s as the Chester Inn to accommodate travelers on the Great Stage Road (same as the Wilderness Road Daniel Boone helped to clear). Later it was doubled in size.

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Chester Inn

The Mansion House was built in 1843 by the town’s first postmaster.  It served as one of Jonesborough’s earliest hotels.  It is humongous.

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Mansion House

This three-unit row house was built in 1820 by Samuel Jackson of Philadelphia.  His three daughters rented the units and it became known as Sisters Row.

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Sisters Row

This building was built as a residence in 1797. It was enlarged and converted into a hotel in the late 1800s.

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Eureka Inn

This log cabin was built a couple miles outside of town and later moved to the city park  to preserve it.  It was built by Christopher Taylor in the 1770s. Andrew Jackson stayed in this cabin for some months and studied law.

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Christopher Taylor House

When we got back to the car, parked at the visitor center, I thought someone had drawn a happy face on the pavement with chalk.  It was really a reflection of the sun off the neighboring car’s wheel.

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Happy Face
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November 23, 2015 – Crane Point

Our first outing of the day was to the dentist to get our cleanings.  I have had some terrible sensitivity for the past few months and Dr. Kiefer found a crack in a tooth.  He says I need a crown.  It could turn into a root canal too. Really, it hurts the purse more than the mouth.

I spent the rest of the morning studying Extended Warranties for the motorhome.  Here’s the thing: reading insurance-type documents makes my eyes snap shut. And the price of the policy is enough to take my breath away. Andy took me out of my misery by suggesting we go to Sombrero Beach to eat our lunch and then Crane Point for our walk.  He didn’t have to ask me twice.

After several weeks of rain, heat, and high humidity, today was spectacular. We got our favorite picnic table at the beach.

b Our Picnic Pavilion

I spotted this Great White Egret as we were walking back to the car after we ate.  It was at the same spot as the Little Blue Heron the other day.

b Great White Egret

Since I was on the pier in Sister Creek, I turned and took a picture aimed out at the ocean. That’s our favorite picnic pavilion on the left.

b Sister's Creek

Crane Point Museum and Nature Center is a 63-acre preserve and one of my favorite places to walk.

b Crane Point Museum

We walked out Crane Road to Crane Point.

b Crane Road

I love the Florida Thatch Palm leaves and take more pictures of them than anything else when we walk around Crane Point. The leaves are a couple feet across.

b Florida Thatch Palm

And, I always get a close up.

b Florida Thatch Palm Closeup

The trees were loaded.  I’m pretty sure these are Pigeon Plums although they don’t match all the pictures on Google Images. They are closely related to Sea Grapes and the fruit is an important source of food for migrating birds.

b Pigeon Plums

Porous limestone is what is under our feet in much of the Florida keys.  Treacherous.

b Limestone

b Orange Flower

b Orange Flowers

Crane Point is named for Francis and Mary Crane who built this house in 1949. It is in poor condition and not open to visitors.

b Crane House

I found these mangrove blossoms out at Crane Point. They are very small and you have to look for them.

b Mangrove Blossoms

We stopped in the Wild Bird Center, for injured birds.  Some are healed and released and a good many of them are permanent residents, like this tiny  burrowing owl.  I don’t know how it is possible, but they can burrow tunnels through that limestone.

b Burrowing Owl

There is always a pelican sitting just like this on this perch.  I think it is the same one.

b Sleeping Pelican

Here is a bird that I don’t recall seeing before. It looks as though his eye is in his beak. I can’t find it in my bird books or on line. Anybody know what it is?

b Herring Gull

This is the Adderly House, the oldest house in the keys, outside of Key West. Built in 1903 by Bahamian George Adderly, the house is crumbling.  The woman in the picture is doing some preservation on the tabby.

b Adderly House Touch Up