...headed back into the Smokys to see my parents who were hanging out with old friends in a cabin near Dollywood. We went to the top of Clingman's Dome, drank beers by the Little Pigeon River and played some pool. May, 2012.
...en route to Alabama, I passed through Smokey Mountain National Park. I camped out in Elkmont, which was formerly a small village of vacation houses, now in ruin by this beautiful mountain stream. It rained. A lot.
...stopped of at the cannibal village. It's lookin' pretty ancient these days. All of the thatch is rotted away, the chief's hut has mostly collapsed and the fire pit is a science project pond. The winter has not treated these tropics well at all... April, 2012.