Rambles through The Volunteer State as a way of introducing residents, visitors and all who love the great outdoors to Tennessee, this wonderful place we call home

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Family Fun On Shores of The Mississippi: Memphis’ Bass Pro Shops At The Pyramid

If you’ve shopped any of Bass Pro Shop’s superstores, you know the unique experience they offer. Part store, part amusement park in retail space stocked with anything and everything you could want in sporting goods. All set among dazzling displays celebrating hunting, fishing and the great outdoors.
The company has topped them all with the adventures awaiting shoppers of all ages in Bass Pro Shops at The Pyramid in Memphis. Hopefully, with this incarnation, the architectural landmark on the eastern shores of the Mississippi River will find the permanence and purpose it so richly deserves. Hats off to Memphis and the folks at Bass Pro Shops.
Step through the massive entrance at the base of the silver, gleaming pyramid and you’re first struck by the cypress trees towering from the sales floor. Then, as the eyes adjust, you start to take in the your surroundings. Two levels of an unparalleled selection of sports equipment and sportswear await discovery. 
As you move from department to department you meander paths through cypress ponds stocked with giant catfish and gar, among others. There’s also a jumbo freshwater aquarium, alligator pool with live alligators, and faux cliffs teeming with bear, deer and mountain goat. Family members can dine and bowl in the store’s Uncle Buck’s Fishbowl on the ground floor, The lanes are set in an ocean-themed bowling alley, while an adjacent bar submerges shoppers in the remains of a sunken ship. For snackers there’s also a fudge/candy shop nearby.
Across the way, The Big Cypress Lodge, a hotel within this store, welcomes overnight guests. In keeping with the surroundings, they can choose from rustic rooms or treehouse cabins above the cypress swamp.
Then there’s the Sky High Ride. At the center of the expansive sales floor, America’s tallest freestanding elevator invites the adventurous to soar 28 stories up for breathtaking views of the Tennessee landscape, Memphis and the Mississippi River. Another restaurant here, The Lookout, offers an opportunity to dine or drink, immersed in these vistas. 
Most will prefer to simply step outside to take in the scenery on the glass floored platforms set into the sides of the Pyramid, 300 feet in the air. The Sky High Ride costs $10 for adults, $5 for children before 4 pm, and is definitely worth it.
The Mississippi, looking north from The Pyramid .
         Whether you’re an avid outdoors lover, casual shopper, or parents with children, enjoyable adventures await all at Bass Pro Shops at The Pyramid.  It’s a store, and so much more, and should be on the list of must-see attractions for every visitor to Memphis, from here forward.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Smithville's Old Time Fiddler's Jamboree and Crafts Festival next weekend!

It’s Jamboree season once again in DeKalb County! 

This time of year Smithville,  our county seat, invites everyone in for the Fiddler’s Jamboree and Crafts Festival. This is the 44th year for the event, the biggest thing that happens in these parts. It draws tens of thousands from all over the world for two days of fun and food.
Young cloggers take the stage to dance to some good old time music
at the The Smithville Fiddler's Jamboree and Crafts Festival.

This year's event will be held next Friday and Saturday, July 3rd and 4th, in and around the town square in Smithville, in DeKalb County.
The main stage, where competions are held, sits on the courthouse steps.

Some of the  Jamboree's best music can be heard offstage, though, where musicians gather in the shade for impromptu jams on old time favorites. If you're up for a stroll, there's plenty to see in the many booths which line the square and streets surrounding it. Some celebrate traditional Southern crafts, some more modern renditions of varied arts.

The Jamboree was our first introduction to the area way back in 1977. We’ve been here that long. A third of a century.

Over those years I developed a real fondness for and understanding of  the music the Jamboree celebrates: old time bluegrass and mountain music still popular throughout the South. All acoustic: guitar, banjo, mandolin, upright bass, dobro, dulcimer, and the fiddle of course. 

I now know many of the old time standards contestants play during the various events. Can even strum a few myself on the guitar. One of the joys of country living is to sitting on the front porch in the evening, watching the hills and hollows slip into darkness, strumming some chords on the guitar.

There was a time when that was the only regular entertainment folks in these parts could enjoy, after a long hard day’s work. The Jamboree helps keep those traditions alive. If you're ever in these parts the weekend nearest the Fourth of July it’s worth the trip to Smithville. And if you don’t know what clogging is, well, y’all come.

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Snows Hill Battlefied in DeKalb County


Last Friday marked the 152nd anniversary of the Battle of Snows Hill. The Civil War skirmish took place along our road the morning of April 3, 1863, involving several thousand troops. I have a copy of the New York Times from later that month with a front page headline and account of the battle.

The story is based on dispatches from a correspondent traveling with the Union Army of the Cumberland. As much an anecdotal account of the battle and its aftermath as the actual skirmish. Looking out at these hills, it’s hard to imagine soldiers racing through here, ducking minie and cannon balls.

Over the years I’ve done a lot of research on the battle, also combed the fields and hollers with a metal detector. Found shards of cannon balls, used and unused lead shot, remnants of breastworks and fox holes. A friend once found a complete parrot shell that had drilled into the road embankment, deep into dirt where its fuse was extinguished. When we found it was cracked half open, exposing the grape shot and powder.


Our luckiest find was made by my son Marcus. He was 11 or 12, walking through the woods near our house, metal detector under arm, when he found a union boot spur sticking up out of ground.