Arriving Safely In Sevierville.

Our Location today is Sevierville, Tennessee, USA.

Last night when we pull off the road for the night and parked at the Love’s Truck Stop we only presumed that we were in Spartanburg South Carolina from the barely visible roadside signs. They were barely visible due to the sudden intensity of the rain. However after a fairly decent night’s sleep we woke to the sounds of trucks idling in the distance. When we finally stuck our heads outside the parking lot was nearly empty with only a few water puddles as reminders of the storm. 

Where we slept in Love's Truck Stop.

Since we’d only opened the bedroom slide we opted to walk up front to have McDonalds for breakfast. A rarity for us. It was upon reviewing our receipt that we realized we had spent the night in Newberry South Carolina about fifty miles shy of Spartanburg. Once breakfast was over we didn’t have time to do our morning reading on the computers because there was another storm front heading our way. After topping off the truck with the cheapest diesel fuel that I have seen in years it didn’t take long to get back on the road. 

Returning to I-26 it seemed the traffic had waited for our return. The amount of trucks had increased but the traffic never slowed through the rolling hills of South Carolina. Then as if someone had flipped a switch seconds after entering into the mountains of North Carolina trucks and RVs would all lose their momentum climbing one mountain pass after another. Shortly after it was like a continual rollercoaster as we all started descending from those high elevations. The skies looked threatening like they did yesterday but today it was due to the hazy mist being produced from the Great Smoky Mountains. 

We finally stopped just before 1:00 at Cracker Barrel and had supper for our lunch. We were only fifty miles from our destination but nobody can work setting up camp properly on an empty stomach and by eating heavier at lunch we’re not as hungry late at night. 

There are mountains behind that misty cloud.

Back on the road we were only on I-26 a short time longer before changing over to US 441. This road that was termed a highway with posted speeds of 55 mph was only a two lane road that had all kinds of hairpin turns that would have been better handled on a motorcycle than a truck pulling a trailer but there were Semis using this route. 

Still traveling through the heavy mountain mist.
There is a mountain side ahead.

Just as GPS told us (Incorrectly) we had arrived at our destination in Sevierville the skies opened up with rains matching the ferocity of yesterday’s rain. Driving the two miles further down the road as we sat in the left turn lane the rain eased up. Parking the truck at the River Plantation RV Park we need our raincoats to walk to the office but not later when we came out. 

We have stayed here four times before and the last two times returning from Florida we just walked in and they had plenty of space. Not Today! They were full up as there is an Escapees Local Chapter Rally this week. Just as we were about to leave the phone rang with someone cancelling their stay. Within an hour we were totally set up on our site. 

After driving 208.6 miles today we are looking forward to a relaxing week. While Kathy was reading her E-mails from our children this evening expressing concerns over driving so far yesterday. They also said we should just go with the flow. When traveling in an RV we all know that sometimes the weather controls how far we travel in a day. Not making us stop early but sometimes making us push on. The route we took helped us skirt the main body of the storm. Back in Daytona Beach Florida and parts of Georgia they are experiencing flash floods from the rain we ran away from. 

One of many Hairpin Turns on US 441.

Tomorrow who knows what we’ll be doing. Thanks for following along and feel free to leave a comment. Be Safe and Enjoy!

It’s about time.

Photos Taken by Kathy

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