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Charles Frank Clinard Threshing photo – Identified!

I found this wonderful farm photo at the Robertson County Archives in the family files for Clinards and finally connected with Joe Brown, who had put the photo at the archives. He had made a copy of his friend, Harold Clinard’s photo, but his identification and nicknames threw me off in figuring out who they were.

Charley Edward “Frank” Clinard photo, circa 1911,
from Robertson County Archives, Brown Collection.
The little boy is Roscoe, who later became a barber in Springfield.
His son is Harold, who has the picture today.

Joe told me that Harold was in the NHC Nursing Home in Springfield, Tenn., so I went to visit him last Saturday… and he will have to be a whole story unto himself! We talked two and a half hours, which I taped, and he told me about his life and his family. He played in several bands, the main one being the Mellow Tones, a gospel quartet, from Springfield. They toured with the Oak Ridge Boys and he played with Wally Fowler’s All-Night Singing at the Ryman Auditorium. I’ll work on Harold’s story and get back to that later… but here’s a few pictures of Harold and his Mellow Tones…

The Mellow Tones, gospel quartet… in the beginning.
This was taken at his grandfather’s house –
note the outhouse in the background!

Harold Clinard and the Mellow Tones…
growing up!

I showed Harold the picture I had brought from the archives, and it brought back a wonderful rush of memories of his childhood that he shared. Harold is not in this picture. His official name is Robert Harold Clinard and was born Dec. 4, 1934 in Robertson County to Roscoe Gilbert (or he thinks maybe Gilbert Roscoe – 07 Oct, 1906-Jan 1942) and Marie Blackburn (don’t have these yet). He has a sister, Katie, who married Willie Smith. According to Harold, “He was a real bass singer!”

He said Roscoe and Marie were “next-door sweethearts that lived on 16th Avenue in Springfield in the two big white houses.” His daddy also owned the land behind their house along 17th Avenue and built the row of little houses that were rental homes. I drove by them on my way through town the other day and was saddened to see they are in sad repair and look neglected. This is in a part of Springfield that once would have been a nice section but is now more of the low-rent area that is not taken care of.

Roscoe was a barber in Springfield, but in 1942, they lived out in the country… which is just a couple of farms from my house! His grandaddy’s farm was on Old 431 and Abendego Road, and the house they lived in when he was little is the one at the bottom of the hill right below Mt. Sharon Church and at one point right next to Sharon School (in the little white house across from Jeff & Elise Walkers house today).

“We used to share the spring with the church and we would tell people it was graveyard water to keep the from using it,” he recalled, laughing. For those of you that aren’t familiar with Mt. Sharon, the cemetery is right across the street from the church and technically… I guess he’s right in saying it could be “dead” water as the spring is right below the cemetery at the bottom of a hill!

Referring back to the photo, the little boy sitting on the thresher is his father, Roscoe, and the man standing at the front of the thresher was his grandaddy, Charlie Edward “Frank” Clinard, or as he knew him “Charlie Frank”. On all the census records I looked up, he was always the Charlie/Charley/Charlie Edwards and never referred to as Charles Frank. His wife and Harold’s grandmother was Lizzie Margaret Browning and they are buried at Elmwood in Springfield.

Using the census records, I was able to track him back to childhood and discovered his parents were John Frank “Big Frank” Clinard (July 1847-bef 1920) and Judy/Judea C. Abernathy (24 March 1849-27 April, 1933, she was the daughter of Charlie H. Abernathy and Nancy Jane Hollis).

I already had John Frank in my database from earlier research, so knew he was the son of Joseph Washington Clinard (1818 – abt 1897 – I found a his account of sale in Will book 26, pg 410 last week) and Patience Ennis (1818- ?, daughter of James Ennis & Sarah LNU).

Joseph Washington “Wash” Clinard is the son of my same Joseph Clinard (1797 Rowan Co-abt 1880) and Sarah/Sally MNU (1796 VA – 1860-70), son of Laurence Clinard that came to Robertson County in 1804.

So oldest to youngest for the generations: Laurence > Joseph > Joseph Washington “Wash” > John Frank “Big Frank” > Charley “Frank”  Edward > Gilbert Roscoe > Robert Harold Clinard, our living cousin.

He recounted memories of his grandfather, “Charley Frank” that were passed down from his father, Roscoe. He said Charley Frank had a 300-acre farm from where the old Joe Keith Walker store used to be (on Hwy 431 about where the Citgo gas station is now) towards Mt. Sharon. He had a threshing outfit and a logging crew too. He said during threshing season his grandaddy and his crew would go from farm to farm at harvest time. The farm wife would provide them with food and drink and they would stay the night on the ground until they were done on that farm. Then they would move on to the next job. “He was gone from home two to three weeks at a time,” Harold recounted. “He had a couple of steam engines and I was told one of them blew up, but didn’t hurt anyone,” Harold said. He went on to explain all the different things the thresher did and how it worked.

His grandaddy had mules to use for the threshing and the logging and he said his grandaddy loved those mules. He recalled that one time Charley Frank was loading logs alone and one rolled on him, pinning and breaking his leg. I guess the chain was still connected to the log with the mules attached on the other end, as Harold said his grandaddy called to his mules, “Pull for daddy.. Pull for daddy..” and they pulled the log off him. Bet they got some extra oats for that!

His father, Roscoe, must have inherited his love for animals as Harold said when they lived in the country they had a mule named Jack that lived in the back yard and was only used from breaking and working in the garden. He said his father would hug and love on Jack and they didn’t even have a fence to keep him in. He would just stay there under the tree in the shade in the yard. When it came time to work the garden, Harold said he didn’t use lead lines on him, he just would walk in front of Jack, and Jack would follow him up and down the rows. They also had “some of those Budweiser horses with feathered legs” for the heavy work like plowing the crop fields.

Well, farm work calls to me too, so I best wrap up for now! More on Harold later, but if you’re in the Springfield area and a Clinard cousin, I’m sure he’d love a visit! His hazel eyes were sparkling as he talked, and he’s so full of life and memories – his legs just aren’t cooperating with him. I’ll try to work on his musical endeavors soon!

Charles Frank Clinard photo, circa 1911, from Robertson County Archives, Brown Collection.

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Tennessee Clinards in the War of 1812

As always in research… one thing leads to another! A document led me to discover our Tennessee Clinards service in the War of 1812

I recently went to the Robertson County Archives to dig around some more and had Tonia pull all the Clinard “Loose Court Files” that they have on file. In a folder for W.N. Clinard was several sheets of blue paper and a previously hidden historic bit of interest. W. N. Clinard was the son of John Clinard Sr., born in 1795 in North Carolina to Lawrence and Rosina Miller Clinard. John, along with brother Henry, were the two new additions to our children for Lawrence and Rosina that I found last month in the deeds at the archives and I don’t have a whole lot of information on their families yet.

I got online and found that William N. (still don’t know the middle name) Clinard was born around 1837 in Tennessee to John Clinard and Mary Cameron, who was born in 1799 in North Carolina. I don’t have parents for Mary yet.

Anyway, I digress… Back to the folder with treasure…

On the cover page, “Jas. S. Hollis, Guardian, Exparte to Sell Land Warrant”

William N. Clinard, Land Warrant

And on the next page…  (I’ve gone ahead and transcribed the first page for easier reading.. you readers can muddle through the rest of the pages for now)

“William N. Clinard by his Guardian James S. Hollis

Exparte Petition to sell Land Warrant

This cause came out to be heard before the court, John Woodard Judge of the County Court of Robertson County Tennessee sitting at Springfield on this 6th day of October 1836 on the petition of William N. Clinard by his Guardian James S. Hollis to sell bounty Land Warrant No. 42,131 for 80 acres and dated 20th day of September 1836. Under the act of Congress of the 3 March 1855 and issued in the name of William N. Clinard minor child of John Clinard deceased Private, Captain Cranes and Cooks Companies, Tennessee Militia War 1812.

It is ordered by the court that James S. Hollis the Guardian of said minor is appointed by the court, special administrator, of the court to sell said Land Warrant No 42,131 for 80 acres, and that he sell said Land Warrant publicly to the highest bidder, at the Court House door in the town of Springfield, for cash first giving 20 days public notice of said sale at the Court House in Springfield and that he report to the next term of this court. ”

So William’s guardian filed for him to get a Land Warrant for his father’s service in the War of 1812. He is still a minor and unable to sell the property in Tennessee until he comes of age. Note that his guardian, James S. Hollis is later his father-in-law when he marries Melinda C. Hollis.

I was just yesterday reading over a pamphlet from the Tennessee State Library, “Land Records in the TSLA” and it gives a breakdown of each type of land grant. It is interesting to note: “The Revolutionary War was the only war for which bounty land within the State of Tennessee was given to veterans. Tennessee veterans of the War of 1812 received bounty land warrants for public land which was located chiefly in Arkansas, Illinois, and Missouri.”

That means that his land warrant was in one of these other states, but I have not yet been able to unearth that information yet, or who bought the property which I thought they would have noted on this document when it mentions the amount of sale at the end.

So at the sale on the Courthouse steps, they get $50 cash for the 80 acres of land for the Land Warrant with Hollis to take care of the money.

I had saved a “biography” for John Clinard I had discovered in “Goodspeed’s History of Tennessee,” and now that I know who these two Johns are, it makes much more sense. The Goodspeed Publishing Company of Nashville and Chicago issued A History of Tennessee from the Earliest Times to the Present, together with an Historical and a Biographical Sketch of … [County names go here] . .  during 1886 and 1887. Rev. S. Emmett Lucas, Jr., of Southern Historical Press reprinted the Goodspeed History of Tennessee.

(I was informed by the girls at the Robertson County Archives that the “biographies” were actually paid for by the persons who were featured, so to take some with a grain of salt as they might be a bit exaggerated.) However, this doesn’t seem to be the case now that we have some proof for John Clinard’s. This biography is about John Clinard Jr., but also gives information on his parents, John Sr and Mary Cameron.

“History of Tennessee,” Goodspeed, Robertson County, section published in 1886, pg. 831. Reprints available at the Tennessee State Archives.

“Biographical Appendix to the History of Robertson County

John Clinard, cooper and farmer, of Springfield, was born December 5, 1825, in Robertson County, Tenn., and is the son of John and Mary (Cameron) Clinard. The father was of German origin, born about 1795 in the State of North Carolina, and was a farmer by occupation. He was in the battle of New Orleans under Gen. Jackson and the Indian wars of that campaign. He died in Davidson County in 1849. The mother was of Scotch descent and was born a few years previous to 1800. She died about 1848. Our subject was reared at home and received his education in the schools of the county. When about eighteen years of age, he commenced working at the cooper’s trade. April 21, 1847 he married Melinda C. Hollis, daughter of James S. and Judah Hollis. Mrs. Clinard is a native of Tennessee, born July 23, 1831. Mr. and Mrs. Clinard are the parents of an interesting family of eight children: James H., Malinda J., Gilford N., Jefferson D., Robert L., Archibald W., Mollie and John W. After marriage Mr. Clinard commenced the cooper business on his own responsibility. In 1856 he came to Springfield and erected a shop and has ever since carried on his trade in connection with farming and is the owner of 220 acres of good land. He is highly esteemed as an honest man and worthy citizen. He believes the old maxim that “a rolling stone gathers no moss,” and has never been over forty miles away from his birthplace and has never lived outside of his county. In politics he is a Democrat. His wife is a member of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church.”

And this led me to the book section at the archives to see what they had on the War of 1812, where I found Sistler’s “Tennesseans in the War of 1812…

So with the information from the land warrant above, that shows that father Lawrence and his two sons, Henry and John, were all in the War of 1812. I next got online on to search military records and didn’t have much luck until I did an random name search with “Cli..” names as they were probably misspellings in transcription.

That gave me:

Laurence Clinmand: Cheatham’s Detachment, Mtd. Infantry, Tennessee Militia, Rank: Private, Roll Box 41, Roll Exct: 602 from “War of 1812 Service Records”

Laurence Climard: Capt. Crain’s Co., Mounted Rangers, Tennessee Militia, Rank: Corporal, Rool Box 41, Roll Exct: 602 from “War of 1812 Service Records”

Henry Clineard: 2 Reg’t Cheatham’s W. Tennessee Militia, Rank: Private, Roll Box 41, Roll Exct: 602 from “War of 1812 Service Records”

John Climard: 2 Reg’t Mounted Gunmen (Williamson’s), Tennessee Volunteers, Rank: Private, Roll Box 41, Roll Exct: 602, from “War of 1812 Service Records”

John Clynard: 2 Reg’t Mounted Gunment (Williamson’s), Tennessee Volunteers, Rank: Private, Roll Box 41, Roll Exct: 602 from “War of 1812 Service Records”

And from the Goodspeed’s History, we get a little more about John’s service: “The father was of German origin, born about 1795 in the State of North Carolina, and was a farmer by occupation. He was in the battle of New Orleans under Gen. Jackson and the Indian wars of that campaign. He died in Davidson County in 1849.”

I spent a bit of time browsing the war records for other men in the community and turned up quite a few, just in the time I spent. I’ll have to dig further when I go back to the archives but here’s who I found so far. In Archer Cheatham’s Mounted Infantry Detachment that would have gone along with Lawrence: James, Jacob and Elias Fort, John Binkley, Samuel and James Bell, Peter Frey, Alexander Rawls, and Patrick Martin.

In 2 Reg’t Mounted Gunmen (Williamson’s) Tennessee Volunteers I also found: Nathaniel Crockett, Patrick Martin, James Rawls, and Alexander Rawls.

So now I’ll have to hunt down some more Tennessee history to find out more about these detachments and see what our boys were up to!  After all that land clearing and farming, the Clinard men must have been ready to go do some fighting and adventuring!

For those that Tennessee Clinards that might be tuning in and we haven’t corresponded yet, or researchers that might have this information – maybe you can help fill in some blanks in our family tree. I am including family sheets of Lawrence’s children and grandchildren that have a few research notes included – hope to hear some new additions for our holes! Or if you see any information that appears incorrect, let me know that too!

Henry Clinard

John Clinard Sr.

As far as we know, Philip did not marry before he died but he was old enough, so that is a possibility!

Sarah Elizabeth Clinard Parker

Phoebe Clinard McCoy

So if you can fill in any blanks, send me an email at!

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Day 6, 2nd half: Kingsport, Tennessee

After leaving Erwin, we arrived in Kingsport, Tenn., in time for lunch in their downtown antique district. Stir Fry Cafe had been recommended as being good and their menu looked tempting so we headed inside. It has a very attractive interior and seating outside on the sidewalk for pretty weather. We ordered a variety of things to share including some sushi, salad, spring rolls and General’s chicken. Everything was delicious so we were re-fortified and I was ready to hit the antique shops.

Stir Fry Cafe exterior

Our sampling at Stir Fry Cafe

Stir Fry Cafe interior

We had parked right in the convenient parking area in the middle of all the antique shops so grabbed my Busy Bees and took off. I headed to the Haggle Shop Antique Mall first as one of their dealers advertises a show with us and had already talked to the owner. I walked through the HUGE mall, snapping away as I went.

The Haggle Shop Antique Mall

Joyce Grills and daughter Kim Burke

Stan and Tammie Fisher from Knoxville, Tenn
with Keke and Pockets, shopping in the Haggle Shop

Haggle Shop cherry table

My next stop was across the street at the River Mountain Antiques & Primitives owned by Debbie Dykes. This is an attractively-arranged shop that has a nice mix of old, new, artistic and a ladies boutique. Shoppers will find a variety of antiques and primitives, vintage fishing items, garden accessories, home decor, and local art and pottery. Ladies will also enjoy checking out their jewelry and ladies fashion accessories and stylish clothes.

River Mountain

River Mountain

River Mountain local pottery

River Mountain

River Mountain

River Mountain local art

Nooks & Crannies Antiques was my next stop and as I was running out of time, I unfortunately had to start moving along faster. Nooks & Crannies has 20,000 square feet and would require quite a while to peruse. They had a huge variety of antiques, collectibles and vintage items. Owners are Moses and Carol Gentry and they are open seven days a week.

Nooks & Crannies exterior.

I popped in to Attic Treasures Country Interiors and met owner Debbie Moody and made a quick sweep through her store that offered quite a few smalls. On the next corner is P & J Antiques owned by Pat and Jerry Houchens. They are a 30,000 square foot mall filled with antiques, gifts and collectibles.

Across the street are a few private shops including Shakar Antiques that had a big collection of antique general store and gas station memorabilia. Old advertising sign collectors might want to check her out!

Shakar Antiques

By this time the two shops next door were closed, so I didn’t get to visit them. Rustic Country Primitives features antique and primitive home decor, customized hand-painted signs, candles, furniture, pictures and more. You can check them out on Facebook at Rustic Country Primitives.

Rustic Country Primitives & Antiques

Street art in the Historic Kingsport Antique District

As you can see, you could spend all day – or several – shopping Downtown Kingsport, Tennessee. And we didn’t have time to even look at the boutiques, gift shops and art galleries! Definitely make plans to go visit this town and be sure and tell them you discovered them through the Busy Bee!

We pulled out of Kingsport and headed to Pigeon Forge. We hadn’t been in years and decided it was too pretty to not make a stopover in the mountains for a few nights. As Wally drove I got on the phone and luckily found a little cabin on Wears Valley Road for us to stay. Being Easter weekend and Spring Break there weren’t many openings to be found.

In no time we were making our way into the trafficky, people-packed part of Pigeon Forge’s “Tacky Town” strip. I’m sure it must seem like a wonderland for children and those that like all of those people-luring attractions, but it’s not for us!

We escaped the Tacky Town strip and turned onto Wears Valley Road and breathed a sigh of relief as we left the masses behind. A few miles up the winding country road we turned into the cabin development we had booked at and climbed the hill to the top where our little “Bear Naked” cabin.

Our “Bear Naked” cabin

Well, that’s all for the day… Tomorrow we’ll be visiting Cades Cove in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Stay tuned – just one more day left!

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Day 6: Erwin, TN, home to Blue Ridge and Cash Pottery

Our destination after leaving Asheville was Erwin and Kingsport, Tennessee, to visit their antique shops and introduce them to the Busy Bee Trader. As we topped the mountain before reaching Erwin on Hwy 26 we ran into a big fog bank. Wally slowed to a crawl and we prayed we didn’t get rear-ended by any idiot drivers. After about five minutes we came through the fog into sunshine and the vista is beautiful in our Tennessee mountains!

Erwin, Tennessee

We hopped off of the highway at the Erwin exit and everything was in bloom in this charming little town. The historic district was one main street with antique, gift and restaurants scattered down their three or flour blocks. After parking I gathered up my Busy Bees and took off walking, leaving Wally to wander around on his own.

I had been mailing Busy Bees to Valley Beautiful Antique Mall for the last few months as I knew they had been in business in Erwin for years, so I headed there first.

Valley Beautiful sisters, Frankie Lewis on left and store proprietor Glenna Lewis.

I introduced myself to Glenna Lewis, the store proprietor along with her nephew Joey Lewis. They have been in business for 25 years and specialize in over 5,000 pieces of locally-made Blue Ridge and Cash pottery. Frankie Lewis of Ernestville, Tenn., worked at the Blue Ridge Pottery in Erwin for 12 years beginning in 1945 through 1957 when it closed. One of the items she remembers painting was the ornaments on the Christmas Tree pattern.

Frankie Lewis with a plate featuring the
Christmas Tree pattern she helped paint.

The girls showed me around the shop and some of the pieces that were more unusual and collectible.

A signed Blue Ridge piece

Blue Ridge mammies

The turkey set is one of my favorites

The Cash pottery corner

Now that you pottery collectors are drooling, make plans to go visit them! They probably have what you are looking for or can find it. Just be sure and keep your purse tucked under your arm and children under control unless you’re ready to pay for broken merchandise – this store is PACKED with breakables.

The next shop was the Choo Choo Cafe and Antiques next door so I made my introduction to the busy owner who was getting ready for lunch and snapped some pictures. They have a huge Christmas Village just as you go in the door. The large historic store is arranged in room settings around the perimeter with tables to dine, as well as a central dining area in the middle.

Eat and shop at the Choo Choo Cafe

The Christmas Village in Choo Choo Cafe

Choo Choo regulars Blanca and Gene Miller of Unicoi, Tennessee

I met the first diners of the day, Blanca and Gene Miller and they said the food was great. “We love the reuben and the chicken sandwich,” said Blanca “and she has the best homemade cakes!”

The homemade cake showcase was VERY tempting!

Across the street from the Choo Choo Cafe was a Blue Ridge Pottery store but it was closed that day.

Next stop was Main Street Mall owned by John Hash. He also had some Blue Ridge pottery, a mix of furniture and antiques, lots of skillets and cast iron, kitchen collectibles, tools and men’s “stuff” and more. I would recommend sending the husband in here if he’s not into pottery.

John Hash, Main Street Mall

The next shop I visited was on the side street and had items scattered on the sidewalk to lure you in. This shop has a hodgepodge of antiques, collectibles, good ole junk and hand crafted barnwood furniture and items made by store proprietor Mike Martinez.

The Next Best Thing

Located next door to The Next Best Thing is the Variety Shop. I loved the tin ceilings in this old building. There is a big variety of good used furniture, antiques, glassware, pottery and more at Larry and Linda Edward’s store.

Variety Shop

Our last stop was at the Plant Palace, located on N. Main Avenue in the old post office building. What a neat building for a store! I loved the plants and gifts displayed in the old post office box area.

As you can see, Erwin is definitely worth the time to visit. Everyone was so friendly and you can park and walk to all the shops, so add them to your travel plans when in the area! Next stop… Kingsport, Tennessee!

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Day 5: Asheville, N.C. and The Biltmore Estate

We left Charleston early the next morning and headed northwest towards the mountains. I had been doing my Busy Bee work along the way on the road but my Mac laptop battery kept dying. We stopped off at at Pilot truck stop and bought a lighter plug-in converter that you can plug any standard thing into and I was ready to work for the long haul.

I chose Hendersonville, N.C. as our lunch-time destination and after seeing that Umi Restaurant had been chosen as one of the best restaurants in town to eat set that as our next meal. We arrived and their decor and ambiance was quite nice. I loved the natural stones and slate in the bathrooms and their unique artwork. Our array of sushi and my bento box arrived and after sampling, agreed with the reviews. It was wonderful!

We were too early to check in to our lodging for the evening so we decided to brave the impending thunderstorms and went to the Biltmore Estate. We parked and after conflicted debate about running to catch the bus or staying in the car away from the lightning striking all about, we saw the bus coming and dashed to catch it. We jumped on and the driver whisked us to the front door in time to offload us in the middle of the pouring thunderstorm. We finally got inside and toured the amazing Biltmore house. It really is worth the visit whether you want to be boggled by the vast space filled with fabulous antiques or the vistas, landscaping, gardens, conservatory and the grounds of the estate.

When we finished the house tour the rain had subsided to a drizzle so we headed out to see the view and gardens. We made it through the tulip garden and into the conservatory just as the skies opened up and poured again. However, I was content for a bit to photograph the orchids and interesting plant specimens housed there.

The azalea garden was in full bloom but the rain deterred us from venturing further. We decided to cut our losses and I had designs on visiting the winery, so we caught the bus back to the parking lot. Wally was in a good mood and obliged me by stopping at the winery, which is housed in the former Biltmore dairy barn.

Our winery expert

We proceeded to work our way through the selections. Now I have to reveal that Wally is not a wine drinker. I’m the family “wino”. He’s a whiskey/bourbon drinker by choice, so the fact that he was willing to test the wines was indicative of his good mood.

Wally drinking wine

He even penciled in his favorite picks! We struck up a conversation with fellow testers and one worked for NASA and that was quite interesting – especially after sampling an hours worth of wine…

We worked our way through all the varieties and there were several that I really liked – and Wally concurred.. so we went into the next room to the see what I was willing to spend. The prices were really quite affordable compared to regular store prices. $9.99 per bottle and up, with discounts for case buys, which you could mix and match, so we got a case of our favorites.

The friendly staff packed and loaded us up and we were ready to head to the Bent Creek Lodge for our evening stay. The Lodge is about 10 minutes from the Biltmore, and about five from restaurants and the weekly farmer’s market. They are at the top of a secluded hill with walking trails, lots of porch space to rock or swing and watch the birds.

Bent Creek Lodge, Asheville, NC

We arrived in a drizzle and got settled in, meeting some of the other guests staying for the night. The innkeeper got the fire going and we started some friendly competition on the pool table. It was such an enjoyable evening! You couldn’t have asked for a better ambiance on a chilly wet evening in the mountains. Unfortunately I was not in camera mode at that point to capture the crackling fire and comraderie, but here is the morning after of the main floor gathering room.

The next morning we packed up and I decided to take a walk through the continued drizzle. They have such interesting garden art and architecture so I tucked my camera under my raincoat and headed down the trail.

It was time for breakfast by this time so we headed up to see what was in store for our us. The morning papers awaited so we browsed through those and I tried to figure out our directions for the day to our next destination.

Breakfast was delicious and I would recommend a visit to Bent Creek Lodge to anyone planning on going to the Biltmore area that enjoys nature and an inn setting. You can visit their website at to see more information. We loaded up and headed north towards Kingsport, Tennessee, the next leg of our journey.

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