Tips for the Trip
Howdy there, friends! My name’s Johnny — but most folks just call me Grand Paw. Don’t worry, you don’t have to adopt me into the family to use the nickname. I’m your friendly GPS-powered guide for your upcoming adventure through Cades Cove. I’ll be here to share stories, tips, and a little humor along the way… the same way any good grandpa does, just without the pocketful of peppermint candies. And yes — since I’m fully digital, I can proudly guarantee my breath never stinks. That’s a Grand Paw promise right there.Now, you might be an hour away from the cove right now, or maybe you’re visiting tomorrow, or next week, or whenever the stars align. Either way, this is the perfect moment to help you get prepared.First things first: Cades Cove is gorgeous. Truly. It’s the kind of scenery that makes people suddenly very emotional about mountains. But because it’s so beautiful, it’s also extremely popular. The loop can take a couple of hours on a quiet day… and on a busy day, well, you might move slow enough to name every bug you see out the window. So bring snacks, bring water, and make sure your camera is charged. Wildlife tends to appear at the exact moment your battery percentage hits the single digits.If you're wondering about the best time to visit, here’s a little Grand Paw wisdom: go early. Early mornings are magical. The lighting is perfect, the wildlife is active, and the crowds are still deciding whether they want one more cup of coffee. Late afternoons on weekdays are also great. Midday on weekends? Those can get crowded enough that you’ll wonder if someone was handing out free funnel cakes at the entrance.Cades Cove is open year-round, and the loop road generally opens at sunrise and closes at sunset — times that change with the seasons. And here’s an important little nugget: from May through September, Wednesday mornings are closed to motor vehicles until the afternoon. That gives bicyclists and walkers some peaceful time in the cove. So if you show up bright and early on a Wednesday expecting a relaxing drive, you might find yourself enjoying a relaxing stroll instead — which is great, unless you wore flip-flops.Now let’s talk picnics. If you love eating outdoors — or just plain love eating — Cades Cove has one of the finest picnic areas in the Smokies. There are tables, grills, plenty of shade, and a creek that sounds like it belongs in a relaxation video. Everything tastes better there. Sandwiches, chips, leftover pizza — you could bring a bowl of cereal and it would somehow taste gourmet. Just remember to store your food properly, because the wildlife has impressive determination when it comes to snacks.If you’re thinking about camping, the Cades Cove Campground is a fantastic spot. Tents, RVs, restrooms, a camp store, ranger programs in the summer, and night skies so full of stars you’ll stare up wondering who spilled glitter across the universe. Campsites fill up fast, so planning ahead is the key.A few practical notes from Grand Paw:Make sure your gas tank is topped off before you head in — there’s no gas station inside Cades Cove. Bring plenty of water, a jacket if the weather’s chilly, and anything else you’ll need for a long, relaxed day in nature. Your visit could last hours, especially if wildlife decides to put on a performance. And that’s one show worth waiting for.And since we’re talking about how things work, here’s something important you’ll want to know: I don’t wait until you reach the Cades Cove entrance to start talking. No sir. Grand Paw likes to get an early start. I begin the tour way before the entrance — right at the intersection of Townsend Entrance Road and Little River Gorge Road. From that moment on, I’ll guide you all the way in, popping in at just the right times with stories, tips, and plenty of personality.And don’t you worry one bit about cell service — I don’t need any of that. I run entirely on satellite-powered GPS. So no matter what those signal bars are doing, Grand Paw will be right here with you the whole time, chiming in exactly when you need me.When you finally make your way into the cove, I’ll be waiting with stories, history, wildlife info, and yes… more jokes. Granddad-approved, breath-mint fresh, every time. Until then, happy planning, safe travels, and welcome to the family — at least the part of the family that calls me Grand Paw.
Cades Cove, Heading Toward
Alright everyone, welcome aboard! We’re on our way to one of the most beautiful valleys in the Smokies—Cades Cove. As your friendly digital tour guide, I can’t see out your windows, but I can tell you exactly what you’re about to experience… and trust me, you’re going to love it.As we get closer, imagine a wide-open valley completely surrounded by mountains, almost like nature built a giant bowl, filled it with meadows, added a few streams, sprinkled in some wildlife, and said, “Perfect. They’re gonna love this one.” Cades Cove is one of the most visited spots in the entire national park, and it’s easy to see why. It’s peaceful, historic, beautiful, and occasionally full of black bears—which, if we're being honest, is a pretty fantastic combination.Today, you get a chance to slow down, breathe in clean mountain air, and step back into the 1800s. Picture what life was like before cell service, before Wi-Fi, and definitely before anyone used the phrase “influencer marketing.” Families lived in this valley for more than a hundred years, long before the national park was created, and the landscape still looks much like it did when they farmed these fields and built their log homes.While we’re on the way, let’s talk about the number one thing people hope to see out here: wildlife. Cades Cove is basically the Smoky Mountains’ version of a celebrity neighborhood. You never know which star you might spot.First up, the black bears. These are the true A-listers of Cades Cove. People come from all over the country hoping to catch a glimpse of one. Bears might be napping in trees, snacking in an open field, or just lumbering across the grass like they’re late for an important bear meeting. Their diet includes berries, nuts, insects, and the occasional unguarded sandwich—which, by the way, should never be yours. If you see a bear, remember: keep your distance, stay calm, stay respectful, and enjoy the moment from afar. And since I’m just a digital voice riding along in your pocket, I can’t tell you whether you’re looking at a bear, a stump, or a person wearing a fluffy black jacket, so you’ll have to use your judgment.You’re also likely to see white-tailed deer. They’re elegant, peaceful, and often found grazing in the open meadows. Sometimes you’ll spot small family groups, sometimes larger groups that look like they should be posing for a holiday card. Keep an eye out—they blend into the grass better than you’d expect.Next up: wild turkeys. These characters strut around like they own the place. If you see a group of them crossing the road, just know they always look like they’re late for a very important turkey conference. They’re surprisingly quick, and equally surprisingly dramatic.Coyotes also live here, though they’re shy and you’re less likely to spot one. You might hear them early in the morning or toward evening, their yips and howls echoing around the valley. Add groundhogs to the list—also called whistle pigs here in the Smokies. They’re cute, chubby, and often pop out of the grass with the expression of someone who just woke up and isn’t totally sure what decade they’re in. Birds are everywhere too—hawks, owls, woodpeckers, bluebirds—if you’re a birder, you’ll feel like you’ve arrived in paradise.Now let’s talk about the people who once lived here. Before the park, Cades Cove was home to dozens of families. They built cabins, barns, churches, mills—you name it. They raised children, harvested corn and wheat, and occasionally argued about who forgot to bring in the firewood. You know, typical family life. The first European settlers arrived around 1818, but the Cherokee lived in and traveled through this valley long before that. They called the area “Otter Place,” and once you see the streams running through the meadows, you’ll understand why.As you drive the loop later, you’ll see several preserved buildings: churches, log homes, barns, and even a working grist mill. Many cabins were built with dovetail joints—think of wooden puzzle pieces fitted so tightly together that wind, rain, and your neighbor’s gossip stayed outside.The Cades Cove Loop Road is about eleven miles long, and it takes you past all these historic spots and through long stretches of open scenery. The road is known for three things: great views, great wildlife, and the occasional traffic jam caused by someone who thinks they spotted a bear but definitely saw a stump. Since I’m just a voice in your phone, I can’t confirm wildlife sightings for you—but I will say this: if you’re not sure whether it’s a bear or a stump, don’t worry, half the time people around here aren’t sure either. Just pull over safely if you want to take a better look.Let’s talk restrooms, because this is vital information for anyone who has recently enjoyed a large beverage. There are two main restroom areas in Cades Cove. The first is near the very beginning of the loop, at the Orientation Shelter. The second is at the Cable Mill area, roughly halfway through the loop. If you see one of these restrooms and think, “Eh, I’m fine,” let me lovingly suggest you take the opportunity anyway. This valley is gorgeous, but she does not offer many private corners.Next up: the picnic area. This is one of the best picnic spots in the Smokies. It’s located right next to the campground, just before you reach the loop road. It’s full of picnic tables, charcoal grills, shade trees, and big open spaces. There’s even a peaceful creek running through it. It’s the kind of place where food just tastes better—science can’t explain it, but your taste buds will confirm it.If you’re planning a picnic, here are a few tips. Bring a blanket even if you have a table—because you might discover the magical joy of lying on the grass afterward. Store food properly, because the local wildlife loves a good opportunistic snack. Raccoons, squirrels, even bears have been known to “politely inquire” about leftovers, but as charming as they are, do not feed them. Bring wipes or a towel, because picnic tables sometimes look like squirrels held breakdance practice on them. And please pack out all trash, even if a raccoon gives you puppy-dog eyes.Right next to the picnic area is the Cades Cove Campground. If you enjoy camping, this is a beautiful, popular spot. There are restrooms, spots for tents and RVs, and a camp store stocked with snacks, firewood, souvenirs, and maybe even that thing you meant to pack but forgot. In summer, the campground often hosts ranger programs. And at night, the stars can be so bright it feels like the sky is showing off.The campground is a great base for exploring the Smokies, but remember to store your food securely. And resist the temptation to share marshmallows with wildlife. Even if a bear looks like it’s asking nicely, the answer is still no.As we get closer to the entrance, here are a few final wildlife reminders: keep your distance from all animals, no matter how adorable. Use pull-offs instead of stopping in the road. Stay patient, because wildlife sightings often mean slow traffic. And remember that deer are excellent at dramatic, unpredictable road crossings.We’re almost there now. In just a moment, you’ll enter Cades Cove and start enjoying the scenery for yourself. Every curve reveals something beautiful—rolling meadows, mountain backdrops, historic cabins, and maybe even a bear or two. So take a deep breath, get your camera ready, and enjoy the valley. I’ll be right here with you throughout the drive, sharing stories, history, and probably a few more dad-level jokes.
Cades Cove Entrance
“Alright folks, welcome to beautiful Cades Cove — where the scenery is stunning, the wildlife is spectacular, and the speed limit is… well, whatever the car in front of you decides it is.Before we dive into the history and the homesteads, let’s talk about a few practical things you’re going to want to know right here at the entrance.Coming up on your left, you’ll see the turn for the Cades Cove Picnic Area and Campground. That picnic area is tucked along a peaceful creek, but the real treasure there? Restrooms. Yes — actual restrooms, the kind your future self will thank you for. Because after this, your next chance isn’t until the Visitor Center on the back side of the loop… and depending on traffic, that could be anywhere from 20 minutes to “I’ve made a terrible mistake.” So if you’re even thinking about stopping, trust your instincts.Just beyond that picnic entrance — also on the left — you’ll spot the parking-tag kiosk. If you plan to hop out anywhere along the loop, and believe me, you will, the Smokies require a parking tag for anything more than 15 minutes of parking. They’re $5 for the day, $15 for the week, or $40 for the year — which is a great deal if you love the Smokies or if you’re indecisive and enjoy standing in front of kiosks.Once we get past all these essentials, the real adventure begins. Our first historic stop — the John Oliver Place — is just ahead. But this stretch right here is your golden opportunity to handle snacks, restrooms, and parking tags before we roll into the heart of the Cove.Buckle up, get your cameras ready, and remember: the deer here don’t care about your schedule… but they will pose for your photos.”
John Oliver Place
Alright folks, welcome to Cades Cove — where the scenery is ancient, the stories are deep, and the speed limit is… well, let’s just say your grandma in a rocking chair could keep up with us. As we ease in from the entrance, we’ve got about a mile before our very first landmark, so let’s get you oriented.Up ahead — not too far from here — you’ll see Sparks Lane. That’s the little gravel road that cuts straight across the valley. Think of it as Cades Cove’s “shortcut,” or maybe its “oops-we-took-the-wrong-turn” escape route. If you take it now, you’ll land right back where you started and miss the entire loop, the churches, the homesteads, the visitor center — basically everything you came for.So for now, stay with me on the main loop. If later on you fall head over heels for this place and want to drive the Cove again, Sparks Lane is perfect for that — that’s actually what most folks use it for.Just past Sparks Lane — about a tenth of a mile — we’ll arrive at our first historic stop: the John Oliver Place. This is the oldest cabin in Cades Cove, built back in the 1820s, and it belonged to John and Lucretia Oliver, the first permanent European-American settlers to make a life here in 1818. And let me tell you, they didn’t do it alone. According to Lucretia, the family survived their first winter only because the Cherokee who still lived here helped them with food. So this place isn’t just a pioneer story — it’s a story of partnership and survival.Now, a quick heads-up about parking, because this spot is popular. You’ll come to the first parking area, which fills up faster than a tourist gift shop on a rainy day. Don’t panic — the park eventually added a second parking area just down the road to handle the overflow. If the first one looks full, just keep going a few seconds and you’ll find the next one.From either parking area, it’s a short, paved walk to the cabin — no mountain-goat skills required. And once you’re there, you’ll be looking at a structure that’s been standing for nearly 200 years. Honestly, if my house lasts through one bad windstorm, I’m impressed — so the Olivers clearly knew what they were doing.Alright folks, keep your eyes forward — Sparks Lane is coming up on the left, and the John Oliver Place is just beyond that. Our journey through the Cove is officially underway. Let’s enjoy it.
Cades Cove Primitive Baptist Church
Alright folks, as we ease away from the John Oliver Place, we’re heading toward one of the most meaningful landmarks in all of Cades Cove — the Primitive Baptist Church. It’s not far along the loop, but as always, traffic and wildlife decide our pace, so we’ll just enjoy the ride as we make our way there.Now, this little white church has a story that runs deeper than its simple appearance. It was the very first church organized in Cades Cove, all the way back in 1827. Before they even had a building, the congregation met in one another’s homes — just neighbors gathering wherever they could find space. By 1832, they’d finally built their first log meeting house.A few years later, in 1839, the congregation experienced a peaceful but important split. Thirteen members left over differences about mission work, Sunday schools, and temperance societies. These were common debates in Baptist churches across the South at the time. The remaining group took on the name Primitive Baptist Church in 1841, and that name stuck.The structure you’ll see today wasn’t built until 1887, and here’s a detail I always love: if you step inside and look up, you can still see the fingerprints of the builders pressed into the ceiling boards. This church wasn’t built by contractors — it was built by the very families who worshiped here.This place was more than a church. It was a hub of community life — a place where people shared news, supported one another, and kept the Cove connected. But when the Civil War reached these mountains, everything changed. The congregation stopped meeting entirely. In their own written records they explained simply, “we was Union people and the Rebels was too strong here in Cades Cove.”Behind the church sits the oldest cemetery in the Cove. If you wander through it, you’ll find names tied to so many of the homesteads we visit — Olivers, Shields, Cables — as well as the grave of Russell Gregory, a leader in the community who was killed by Confederate soldiers.Even after the national park was created in 1934, Primitive Baptist members kept meeting here for decades. They didn’t formally close the church until the 1960s, and they continued maintaining the property for years after through a special permit. To this day, the church still hosts the occasional ceremony.As we continue forward, keep an eye to the left, and you’ll spot the road that leads up to the church. It’s a peaceful little place with a big story, and one of the most important stops on the Cades Cove loop.
The Gregory Family
“Alright folks, while we’re here in the heart of Cades Cove, let me introduce you to a family whose name is literally written across the mountains — the Gregorys. If you ever hike up to Gregory Bald, yep… that’s their mountain. Not a bad family legacy, right? My family barely has a recliner we can agree on.”“The best-known member was Russell Gregory — one of the Cove’s early leaders. He was tough, smart, and didn’t mind speaking his mind, which in the 1800s was both admirable… and occasionally hazardous to your health. He was a Union supporter during the Civil War, and unfortunately that put him in the crosshairs of Confederate raiders who eventually killed him in 1864. The story isn’t funny, of course, but it does tell you just how divided this little valley was during that time. Even small mountain communities weren’t spared the drama.”“Russell is buried right here in the Primitive Baptist Church cemetery. If you walk back through the old stones, you’ll find his grave — and yes, Gregory descendants are still being buried here today. So if you run into anyone with the last name Gregory, treat ’em nice… they’ve been here longer than the pavement.”“And next time you see that big bald mountain on the skyline, you can smile knowing it’s named after a real family who shaped this place — not a guy who forgot his hat.”
Cades Cove Methodist Church
Alright folks, as we ease forward here, our next stop is just up ahead — so don’t blink. The Cades Cove Methodist Church is coming up quickly on your right.The Methodist story in this valley starts back around 1830, when traveling circuit riders came through preaching anywhere folks would gather. Before a church existed, services happened right inside people’s homes — if you had a roof and a few chairs, you were officially in the worship business.By 1840, they built their first log meeting house, and in true Cades Cove fashion, they shared it generously. The Primitive and Missionary Baptists both used that same building for their own services — three congregations, one tiny chapel. That’s cooperation at its finest.Now, the broader Methodist Church split in 1844 over the issue of slavery, and that ripple reached the Cove, too. A group eventually broke off and built the Hopewell Methodist Church near Hyatt Lane, though that structure is gone today.The church you’re about to see was built in 1902 by Reverend J.D. McCampbell — a blacksmith, a carpenter, and apparently a bargain contractor. He built it in 115 days for $115. You can’t even get a plumber to wave at your house for that today.You’ll notice it has two front doors — an old design meant to separate men and women during services. But the folks here didn’t follow that custom. They sat wherever they pleased, like sensible human beings.Beside the church is its cemetery — one of the oldest in the Cove — where many early settlers like the Tiptons, Sparkses, and Feezells are buried. Descendants still use it today, and the church itself is occasionally used for weddings and special services.Alright, eyes to the right — the Methodist Church is just about to come into view.
Cades Cove Missionary Baptist Church
Alright folks, as we ease along this stretch of the Loop Road, we’ve got about half a mile before our next stop — and before we get there, let’s talk about a little option coming up. Off to the left, you’ll soon see Hyatt Lane.Now, Hyatt Lane is one of only two roads that cut straight across Cades Cove. It’s gravel, it’s two-way, and photographers swear it’s one of the prettiest spots in the valley. You can take it if you want to loop back around later — but honestly, I’d save it for the far end of the Cove. That way, you won’t miss everything still coming up, including some of the best history in the park. So for now, we’ll keep cruising the main loop and enjoy the full tour.And speaking of what’s next — coming up just around the bend, on your left, is the Missionary Baptist Church.This white church with the little bell tower was built in 1915, but the congregation itself dates back to 1839, when thirteen members split from the Primitive Baptist Church over differences in beliefs about missions, Sunday schools, and temperance. It wasn’t a dramatic fight — just a heartfelt shift in direction. They met in homes and borrowed buildings for years before settling into a place of their own.Like the rest of the Cove, this congregation paused during the Civil War, and again in the 1880s for reasons lost to history. But in 1893, a revival nearly doubled their numbers, and that’s what led to their first proper building — and eventually the structure you’ll see today.Inside, the pews are plain, unfinished wood — very much in the spirit of life here: simple, sturdy, and built by hand. And just across the road on the right is Rich Mountain Road, the old route folks used to slip over the ridge toward Townsend long before highways existed.We’ll be rolling up on the church in just a moment, so keep an eye out to the left.
Native Plant Demonstration Plot
Okay, as we roll along this stretch of the Cove, keep an eye out for a small pull-off for the Native Plant Demonstration Plot. It’s not a big flashy stop like the churches or the mill, so it’s easy to drive right past it—but it tells a really important part of the current Cades Cove story.For most of the 1900s, a lot of these open fields were planted in non-native fescue for cattle and hay. It looked like a giant green lawn, but it didn’t offer much variety for wildlife or native insects. In the last couple of decades, the Park Service has been working to reverse that—restoring native warm-season grasses and wildflowers and even reopening some old wetlands. That little demonstration plot is basically their “show and tell.” When you pull in, you’ll usually see a small fenced or signed area with different native grasses and forbs—things like big bluestem, Indiangrass, and native wildflowers—planted in patches. These are the kinds of plants that would’ve dominated this valley long before European grasses took over. They provide better nesting cover for ground-dwelling birds, more seeds and insects for wildlife, and great habitat for pollinators.You might see mowed strips, burned areas, or spots that look a little weedy on purpose. That’s part of the management toolbox—mowing, controlled burns, and seeding—all used to keep fields from turning back into solid forest and to encourage those native plants to outcompete the old pasture grasses. If you decide to stop, just park in the small lot, stay on the paths, and take a slow look at the plants and any interpretive signs. It gives you a great before-and-after feel for what the Cove used to look like and what rangers are working toward now.So if you’re into photography, birds, or just love wildflowers, this is a quiet little stop that helps you see Cades Cove not just as history, but as a living, changing landscape.
Early Days Parking Area
Alrighty folks, coming up ahead is what we call the Early Days Parking Area. Now, this spot isn’t tied to any single cabin or landmark — it’s really just a handy pull-off where you can stretch your legs, take in the scenery, and enjoy a little quiet time in the cove.If you’ve been in the car for a bit, this is a great chance to hop out, breathe that fresh mountain air, and look around at the wide meadows and the mountains circling the valley. This view hasn’t changed much since the early settlers first laid eyes on it — which is probably why the name “Early Days” fits it just right. It gives you a feel for what the valley looked like long before roads, traffic, or a digital tour guide named Grand Paw came along.There aren’t any specific buildings to visit from here, but it is a wonderful spot for photos, a quick snack, or just taking a moment to slow down and enjoy the peacefulness of the cove. Sometimes wildlife likes to wander near this area too, so keep your eyes open — but as always, keep a safe distance.Take your time if you stop here. Cades Cove is a place that rewards folks who aren’t in a hurry. And don’t worry — whenever you're ready to keep moving, Grand Paw’ll be right here, guiding you along.
Abrams Falls Trailhead
Alright now, folks, listen up — because you’re getting close to one of the most popular hikes in all of Cades Cove: Abrams Falls. If you’re the adventurous type — or you just need to walk off that vacation breakfast — this trail might be calling your name.Now, Abrams Falls may only be about twenty-five feet tall, but don’t let that number fool you. This waterfall is small but mighty — kind of like your Aunt Betty when she’s had too much sweet tea. The water comes roaring over a sandstone ledge and drops into a deep green pool that looks cool, tempting, and downright magical.But! And this is a big Grand Paw “but” right here… do not swim in that pool. I know it looks like the perfect spot to cool off, but those rocks are slicker than a greased-up goose, and the undertow is stronger than my desire for a second dessert. Folks have gotten into serious trouble in that water, so enjoy it with your eyes, not your toes.The hike itself is five miles roundtrip. That’s right — five. Make sure your shoes are ready, your knees are warmed up, and your snack game is strong. The trail takes you through beautiful forest—rhododendron tunnels, hemlocks, pine-oak woods, and in springtime the wildflowers put on a show like nature decided to throw a party and forgot to invite the humans. You’re crashing it anyway, though, so enjoy.Now, to get there, you’ll pull into the Abrams Falls Trailhead, which is between signposts 10 and 11. Follow it to the end, park your vehicle, and — friendly reminder — you do need a parking tag. Grand Paw loves you, but the rangers won’t love seeing your car without one.There’s a pit toilet restroom at the trailhead, open year-round, which is great news if you suddenly realize that five miles is a long way to go with a full bladder. This is your chance, folks. Nature doesn’t provide many do-overs.If you decide to tackle the trail, take your time, bring plenty of water, and don’t forget to look around — some of the prettiest parts of the hike aren’t the falls at all, but the journey getting there. When you’re done and back in the car, Grand Paw’ll be right here waiting to pick up the storytelling again… probably with more jokes you didn’t ask for.
Elijah Oliver Place
If you’re up for stepping a little deeper into Cades Cove’s past, the Elijah Oliver Place is one of the best windows we have into what frontier life really looked like. Elijah was born here in 1824, the son of John and Lucretia Oliver — the very first permanent European-American settlers in the cove. Though he grew up in this valley, the Civil War forced him and his family to flee to Tuckaleechee Cove, just over the ridge, to escape raids from Confederate sympathizers and rebel groups out of North Carolina. The war hit Cades Cove hard — the population dropped from over 600 to fewer than 300. It took years for the community to rebuild.But Elijah did return. In 1865, after the war, he bought land and started fresh, building a true frontier farmstead. His home was a classic dog trot cabin — two rooms separated by an open breezeway, all under one roof. It kept the family cool in summer and gave them space to work and live.Over time the farm grew to include a corn crib, a barn, a smokehouse, and one rare treasure you can still see today: the only remaining springhouse in the entire cove. Built right over a trickling spring, it supplied clean water and acted as the family’s refrigerator. Cool spring water kept milk, butter, eggs, and other perishables from spoiling — simple but ingenious technology in a world without electricity.Another special feature here is the stranger room — a small room off the front porch used to house travelers. Folks passing through could get a roof over their heads without intruding on the family’s living space. Hospitality wasn’t just a courtesy in the cove; it was a way of life. And Elijah Oliver’s home is one of the best surviving examples of that spirit.If you’d like to visit the homestead, it’s about a half-mile walk along the access trail. Start from the paved pull-off just past the Cooper Road Trailhead, roughly five miles into the loop. The walk includes a gentle incline, some uneven surfaces, and one stream crossing — nothing too difficult, but enough to give you a taste of what daily travel looked like around here.By the time you reach the cabin, you’ll be standing in a place where survival, family, and community were woven into every log and stone. The stories linger — you just have to step onto the porch and listen.
CADES COVE VISITOR CENTER
Alright folks, we’re just a couple of minutes away from one of the most important intersections in the whole Cades Cove experience. Think of it like the gateway to some of the best history and scenery you’ll see today. And don’t you worry — Grand Paw’s gonna make this easy as pie.When you reach the intersection up ahead, I recommend starting by turning right toward the Cades Cove Visitor Center. That area is packed with good stuff — the historic Cable Mill, old homesteads, exhibits, and some of the best windows into pioneer life you’ll find anywhere in the Smokies. And yes, they have restrooms, which tends to be everyone’s favorite piece of historical infrastructure.Once you’re finished exploring that whole area, hop back in the car and follow the signs. When you pull out of the Visitor Center parking area, you’ll want to turn right again. That’ll take you straight toward the Henry Whitehead Place. It’s one of the most impressive log homes in the park — built so well, Grand Paw sometimes thinks the builder must’ve had secret superpowers… or at least a very patient wife.After you finish there, it’s time to return to the main loop. And you guessed it — you’ll turn right one more time. That will drop you right back onto the Cades Cove Loop Road so you can continue the adventure without missing a thing.Easy, tidy, and you get to see everything worth seeing in this part of the cove. Grand Paw’s got you covered.
Henry Whitehead House
Alright folks, coming up is one of the most impressive homes in all of Cades Cove — the Henry Whitehead Place. Now, if you like a good story with a little heart and a whole lot of craftsmanship, this one’s for you.You’ll notice two cabins here: a small, rough one in the back and a larger, very fancy-looking one in the front. The little cabin came first. Back in 1881, a woman named Matilda Shields and her young son were abandoned here in the cove. Her brothers hurried over and built that small cabin as fast as they could. If you look inside, you’ll see a little opening by the fireplace called a “granny hole.” It let whoever was tending the fire peek outside — kind of a mountain-style security system.A few years later, a local man named Henry Whitehead lost his wife and became a single father. He and Matilda married in 1887, and later on Henry decided she needed a better home. So between 1895 and 1898, he built the larger cabin in the front, and let me tell you — this thing was top-of-the-line for its day.Instead of rough, hand-hewn logs, Henry used sawn logs from a mill. They were perfectly squared and fit together so tightly that almost no chinking was needed. That made the home warmer, sturdier, and much fancier than most cabins in the Smokies. Folks often mistake it for a frame house because it looks so refined. The two cabins are connected by a covered walkway, showing the progression from rough frontier living to something a whole lot more comfortable.Next to the home you’ll see a smokehouse, one of only five left in the cove. This is where folks smoked pork — usually hogs, since they were cheap to raise. The smokehouse had to be sturdy enough to keep the smoke in and the bears out, because nothing attracts a hungry bear like the smell of smoked ham.Today the Henry Whitehead Place stands alone, but back in the early days there were several homes along this road. When you’re finished exploring, just follow the road back out and turn right to return to the Cades Cove Loop Road.Take a few minutes to walk around — this is one of the finest examples of log construction in the Smokies, and a beautiful reminder of the strength and spirit of the people who once lived here. Grand Paw thinks you’re gonna love it.
cades cove Nature Trail
Alright folks, coming up ahead is the Cades Cove Nature Trail, and if you're looking for a nice little break from driving the loop, this is one of the best spots to stop. Grand Paw likes to call this the “stretch-your-legs station,” because that’s exactly what it’s good for.The parking area you’ll see is the trailhead for a gentle 2-mile loop trail. This isn’t a tough hike, nothing steep or rocky — it’s the kind of walk where you can enjoy yourself without needing a victory medal at the end. It winds through beautiful forest: tall hardwoods, rhododendron thickets, and plenty of places where the sun shines through the leaves just right. In the spring, this area lights up with wildflowers like nature decided to decorate the place for company.There’s even a charming little creek crossing, and don’t worry — you’re not hopping rocks like a mountain goat. There’s a wooden bridge with a handrail to keep things nice and steady. This is one of those quiet Smoky Mountain trails where you can hear the birds, maybe spot a deer slipping through the trees, and enjoy a moment away from the traffic on the loop.This is a great walk for families, couples, or anyone who wants a peaceful nature moment without committing to a big hike like Abrams Falls. And if you've got young kids or folks who prefer an easier stroll, this trail is just about perfect. It’s also one of the best places in the cove to really appreciate what the forest looked like long before cabins and cars showed up.Now remember, if you park here longer than fifteen minutes, you’ll need your parking tag displayed in your vehicle. The rangers do check, and Grand Paw would rather you spend your time admiring wildflowers instead of admiring a citation.Take your time, enjoy the peacefulness, and let this trail remind you just how quiet and beautiful Cades Cove can be once you step off the pavement. When you’re ready to hop back in the car, the loop road will be right ahead — and Grand Paw will be waiting to guide you to the next stop on our adventure.
Whistling Branch Overlook
Alright folks, keep your eyes and ears open — we’re approaching a neat little spot known as Whistling Branch Overlook. This view isn’t one of the big-name, postcard-famous areas… and I kinda like it that way. It’s quieter, more natural, and often offers a glimpse of the Smokies as they really are — peaceful, wild, and a little bit mysterious.From this spot, you can look out over ridges, valleys, and distant mountains that stretch for miles. On a good day, you might even spot wildlife — deer grazing, maybe a bear lumbering in the distance, or hawks soaring overhead. If you’ve brought a camera, this is one of those “stop, take a breath, and snap it” places.Now, I should mention — this isn’t a big visitor center with restrooms and gift shops. Think of it more like a quiet lookout, a natural pause button on your ride through the cove. So if you decide to stop: step carefully, stay safe, respect the nature around you, and treat it like the peaceful patch of Smokies it is.If you’ve got time and a slow pace today, Whistling Branch Overlook is a lovely little detour — a chance for a breath of mountain air and maybe a memory of wildlife quietly doing its thing. Grand Paw promises, if you enjoy quiet beauty and natural surprises, you’ll like this one.
Dan Lawson Cabin
Alright folks, as we settle in for a few minutes of easy rolling after the Visitor Center,Alright folks, before we move on, let me mention something we passed earlier. That little gravel road crossing the fields — that was Hyatt Lane. If you ever feel like cutting across the Cove for another look at those big open meadows, that road is your shortcut. And if you take it, I’ll guide you along the way. When you loop back around to the main road, I’ll stay quiet through the stops you’ve already heard about so you’re not listening to reruns.Now keep your eyes to the right — we’re coming up on the Dan Lawson Place, one of my favorite examples of how life in the Cove changed over time.The original part of this home was built in 1856 as a simple log cabin. As the Lawson family grew and times improved, they added frame rooms and eventually covered the whole house in siding. If you could peel it back like layers of an onion, you’d see the story of the family written in wood.That brick chimney is pretty fancy for the Cove — Dan made those bricks right here on the property. Beside the house are two small outbuildings: the smokehouse, where pork was cured and kept safe from hungry bears, and the granary, where corn and feed were stored. Those two buildings probably kept the family going more than anything inside the main house.Dan Lawson wasn’t just a farmer — he was the Cove’s postmaster for over 25 years. That little room on the porch may have been his mail room, his Justice of the Peace office, or even a “stranger room” where travelers stayed the night. And here’s a fun one: in the 1890s, Lawson helped bring one of the first telephone lines into Cades Cove. No electricity, no cars… but phones! Pretty remarkable for mountain life back then.As we pass the field beyond the house, look for the old barn. It was moved here long ago and later used by the Caughron family, the last folks to live year-round in Cades Cove until 1999. If you spot an apple tree or a few lilies out there, those are quiet reminders of the home they once tended.Alright everyone, enjoy these wide-open views — more history and scenery are just ahead.
Tipton Place
Alright folks, coming up on your right is the Tipton Place — and let me tell you, this spot has more history packed into it than a squirrel's got acorns in October.This land started out as part of a giant 640-acre spread owned by William “Fighting Billy” Tipton back in the 1820s. Now, Billy never actually lived here — he just owned half the valley like he was playing an early version of Smoky Mountain Monopoly. Eventually he sold pieces of it to friends and family, including his grandson, Colonel Hamp Tipton, who built this fine two-story home in the 1870s.Hamp’s daughters, Lucy and Lizzie, grew up here and later became schoolteachers, probably teaching kids things like reading, writing, and how not to track mud through the kitchen. For a while, the house was even rented to a fellow named James McCaulley while he built his own homestead complete with a blacksmith and carpentry shop. Hamp passed in 1895, and the place later belonged to Reverend William H. Oliver until the park bought the land in 1931 — which is why some folks call it the Tipton–Oliver Homestead.Now back in its heyday, this place had more buildings than a small town. We’re talking a barn, corn crib, blacksmith shop, smokehouse, woodshed, springhouse, apple-drying house, and even a bee apiary. They called them “bee gums,” because bees were kept in hollowed blackgum trees. Today most of those structures are gone to keep the homestead looking like a specific time period — but imagine all that buzzing around while you’re trying to eat breakfast.Inside the house, the left door led to the living room and a sleeping loft, while the right door opened into the main bedroom. The kitchen was out back, and you can still spot two little holes in the wall where an early telephone once hung. Yep — they had a phone line running to the blacksmith shop and a store across the road. Not bad for a mountain valley with no electricity. Sometimes these folks were more modern than they looked.And then there’s the star of the show: the cantilever barn. Reconstructed in 1968, it’s got those big overhanging lofts that protected hay up top and livestock underneath. These barns were the Swiss Army knives of early farming — storage, shelter, and shade all in one. Tennessee’s Sevier and Blount counties have more of these barns than anywhere else in the world, which makes this one a little celebrity.Take a good look as we pass — Tipton Place is a beautiful blend of hard work, clever design, and just enough quirkiness to feel like a true Cades Cove homestead. Grand Paw thinks you’re gonna enjoy this one.
Valley View
Alright folks, coming up ahead is a little pull-off locals like to call Valley View, and you’ll understand the name the moment you see it. This is one of those spots where the Cove really shows off — wide open meadows, a long sweep of sky, and those mountains rising up like a big, beautiful backdrop.If you’ve been wondering what the settlers saw when they first laid eyes on this valley, this view gets you pretty close. These rolling fields were once farmed by families who worked the land from sunup to sundown. Today, it’s a favorite place for deer to graze, for wild turkeys to strut around like they own the place, and every now and then, for a black bear to wander through on important bear business. So keep your eyes open, but always enjoy wildlife from a safe distance — they’ve got the right of way out here.Depending on the time of day, the light across this meadow can be downright magical — early mornings and late afternoons especially. If you decide to pull over, use the designated area and take a moment to breathe it all in. This is one of the quiet gifts of Cades Cove: a simple view that somehow manages to feel grand.Once you’ve soaked it up, we’ll continue along the loop toward our next historic stop. But Grand Paw didn’t want you to miss this little stretch of beauty — sometimes the simplest views are the ones that stick with you the longest.
Carter Shields Cabin
Alright folks, coming up ahead is one of the most photographed little cabins in the entire Great Smoky Mountains — the Carter Shields Cabin. Now, when Will Sparks built this place back around 1880, I doubt he imagined folks would still be admiring it almost 150 years later. But here it stands, charming as ever, tucked into a pretty forest clearing with a stream out back and a porch that just begs you to sit and listen to the quiet.Like many early cabins in the Cove, this was a simple one-room home with a fireplace, a loft upstairs, and not much else. Over the years, folks added more rooms, a barn, some outbuildings, and even a chicken coop and a garden. Back then, you didn’t just live in a cabin — you built a whole little world around it.One of the most notable residents here was George Washington “Carter” Shields, the man the cabin is named after. Carter fought for the Union in the Civil War and was severely wounded at the Battle of Shiloh. That injury affected him for the rest of his life, but he carried on, married Lina Gregory, and eventually made his way back home to Cades Cove. He bought this property in 1910 and lived here for about eleven years.After Carter moved on, the land eventually became part of the brand-new Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Like many structures in the Cove, the cabin was restored back to its “pioneer era” look — which is why it appears today just as it might have in the late 1800s, without the later additions.Photographers love this spot year-round. In the spring, the dogwoods bloom around it; in the fall, the colors explode behind it. And honestly, any time of year is a good time to admire the peaceful setting that first attracted families to settle in this valley.Take a moment as you pass — imagine life lived in this tiny home, surrounded by nature, neighbors not too far away, and the mountains rising all around you. Grand Paw thinks you’ll feel the pull of this little place just like the families who once called it home.
Sparks Lane on the backside of the Cove
Alright folks, we’re coming up on Sparks Lane again — this time from the back side of the Loop Road. Now, Sparks Lane is a two-lane road, which makes it one of the easiest places in the Cove to turn around if you need to. I recommend you follow Sparks Lane all the way across the valley, then turn around near the John Oliver place, come back across Sparks Lane to this side of Loop road and then finish the tour. If you have had enough of Cades Cove stay on loop road and we will finish out soon. The real reason folks love Sparks Lane is the scenery and the fact that few vehicles travel on it. This stretch of the Cove is famous among photographers. In the early mornings, the fog settles low across the fields like a soft blanket, and in the late afternoons the sunlight pours across the meadows in warm golden ribbons. On a good day, it feels like the whole valley is glowing.These open fields are some of the best places in Cades Cove to spot wildlife, too. Deer love grazing out here, turkeys strut around like they’re posing for a portrait, and every so often a black bear wanders through on perfectly ordinary bear business. Sparks Lane gives you long, clear views in every direction, which makes wildlife easier to see — always from a safe distance, of course. The animals here are wild, free, and very much at home.The road itself is quiet and peaceful, with old split-rail fences, tall grass swaying in the breeze, and mountain ridges framing the whole scene like a painting. It’s the kind of place where you might roll down the windows, take a deep breath, and wonder how a valley can feel this timeless.If you choose to take Sparks Lane across the Cove, enjoy every bit of that beauty. When you reach the far end, you can simply turn and follow the road right back out to the end of the Loop Road, ready to continue your journey through the final stretch of Cades Cove.Grand Paw thinks you’ll find a little magic on this road — the kind that settles into your memory long after the tires stop crunching on gravel.
Cades Cove Last Two Miles
Alright folks, we’re easing into the final stretch of the Cades Cove Loop, and as you can see, the woods on both sides are closing in like the Cove is tucking you in for a nap. Back in the open meadows, everything felt big and wide and dramatic — out here, it’s like nature said, “Alright everybody, scoot in close, we’re going to whisper the rest of the story.”These last miles may look quiet, but trust me, this is where the wildlife likes to clock in for the evening shift. Bears especially love this area — lots of shade, lots of snacks, and far fewer people calling out, “Hey look, a bear!” like the bear didn’t already know that. Deer treat this stretch like their personal hallway between the woods and the buffet fields. Turkeys travel through here in groups, arguing about who gets to walk in front. And every so often an owl sweeps overhead, giving you a look like, “Welcome to my office. Please don’t touch anything.”If you hear rustling in the brush, don’t worry — nine times out of ten, it’s a squirrel making enough noise for a creature ten times its size. And if you hear rustling behind you inside the car, well… that’s between you and whoever opened that snack bag.Now, even though you won’t see any homesteads back here, families really did live along this final stretch. These forests are actually old fields reclaiming themselves. If the trees could talk, they’d probably say, “Alright humans, you had your turn — now let me put things back the way I like them.” Beneath all these leaves are old garden spots, forgotten fence lines, maybe even the remains of a chimney where somebody once cooked beans and cornbread while hollering at the family hog to stay out of the cabbage patch. And that hog definitely ignored them.Life back here was simple — not easy, but simple. Days started with the rooster, ended with the sunset, and in between you worked, cooked, fed the animals, and maybe had a minute to sit on the porch and wonder why that one chicken kept giving you attitude. Folks didn’t have electricity, phones, or the luxury of deciding which show to stream — their entertainment was lightning bugs, thunderstorms, and neighborhood gossip.Now as we travel the final bends of this loop, I hope you feel just a little of what made people fall in love with this valley. The open land, the thick forests, the wildlife, the deep quiet — it has a way of settling into your bones. Millions of visitors come here every year, but somehow Cades Cove still manages to feel like a place where time runs a little slower and the mountains breathe a little deeper.And before we reach the end, Gran Paw wants to thank you for letting me ride along today. I may be digital, but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate good company. I don’t take up any space, I don’t argue about where to eat, and I don’t borrow your phone charger — I’m really the ideal travel buddy. And as promised, my breath remains minty fresh at all times.As you head out of the Cove today, I hope you take a little piece of this place with you — not physically, of course, leave the pinecones where you found ’em — but in your heart, your photos, your memories. The Smokies aren’t just mountains; they’re stories, families, forests, and a whole lot of wonder all wrapped up in one big, beautiful valley.And remember: the mountains will be right here waiting whenever you’re ready to come back. And so will Gran Paw, ready to fire up the stories again and ride shotgun without ever asking for gas money.
Cades Cove Exit
Sugarlands Visitor Center
The Sugarlands Visitor Center is one of four visitor centers in Great Smoky Mountains National Park, though it and the Oconaluftee Visitor Center near Cherokee, North Carolina, are the two main ones. This is your source for park information if you arrive from Gatlinburg, Tennessee, which is located only a few miles outside the park boundary. See the Gatlinburg Region web page for an interactive location map.The Sugarlands Visitor Center exhibit area focuses almost exclusively on the nature of the park, whereas the Oconaluftee Visitor Center exhibits are on the human history of the Smokies. Here you will find dozens of information panels filled back and front with sketches of plants and animals, or in many cases, preserved, taxidermic specimens both large and small. Most of the information is fascinating to anyone who likes nature, and particularly to those who have been out on the trails and have seen many of these plants and animals but had no idea what they were. I can’t imagine that any of the larger animals in the park were left out of the displays, and many of the smaller ones, including insects, birds, lizards, and flowers are also included.A 20-minute documentary suitable for all ages is shown every half hour in the 150-seat auditorium. This film is not shown at the Oconaluftee Visitor Center. It covers both the natural and human history of Great Smoky Mountains National Park, as well as information on how the park came to be. It is a typical documentary, nothing ground breaking, but it does present plenty of interesting facts about nature in the Smoky Mountains. There is no objectionable material, so the film is suited for all ages.
Metcalf Bottoms Picnic Area
“Alright folks, as we continue our Smoky Mountain adventure, let me tell you about one of the park’s most popular places to pull over, catch your breath, and maybe eat half the snacks you swore you were saving for later — Metcalf Bottoms Picnic Area.This spot sits along the beautiful Little River, and I’ve got to say, if picnic areas had Yelp reviews, this place would be five stars and ‘would absolutely eat a sandwich here again.’ It’s centrally located between Gatlinburg and Townsend, and not far from Elkmont, which makes it a perfect stop whether you’re kicking off your day, winding down, or just bribing the kids with a riverside snack break.Metcalf Bottoms has 122 picnic sites, many right beside the water. Part of it stays open all year, sunrise to sunset, while the rest — including the pavilion — opens up mid-April through late October. In winter months, the dumpsters take their own little vacation, so if you visit then, please remember to pack out your trash. Bears appreciate it… in the sense that they won’t come investigate your leftovers later.Speaking of bears — friendly reminder:If one shows up, don’t approach it, don’t feed it, and definitely don’t challenge it for custody of your potato salad. Just give it space and let the ranger-approved bear-proof trash cans do their job.A couple of quick tips:• Charcoal fires only — no wood fires here.• Fishing is allowed, but you’ll need a Tennessee or North Carolina fishing license.• Pets are welcome in the picnic area, but they’ve got to stay on a leash. Think of it as their version of holding hands.• The Metcalf Bridge has a 10-ton weight limit, so no buses, motorhomes, or trailers — just the lighter, nimbler crowd.This area is also the gateway to some charming historic sites and trails, so once you’ve finished your riverside feast, there are plenty of ways to walk it off — very gently, of course.Whether you stop here today or mark it for a future visit, Metcalf Bottoms is one of those Smokies places that reminds you how good it feels to simply sit beside a river and let the park do what it does best: slow you down and fill your lungs with fresh mountain air.”
Elkmont Region
“Alright folks, as we make our way toward the Elkmont area, you're heading into one of the most fascinating chapters of Smokies history. If Cades Cove tells the story of pioneer farmers, Elkmont tells the story of loggers, millionaires, summer homes, ghost-town cabins, and some of the best porch-sitting real estate Tennessee has ever seen.Back in the early 1900s, this whole area was the heart of the Little River Lumber Company. The quiet forest you see today once echoed with trains and saws, and the scenic Little River Road you may have driven on? Believe it or not, that started life as a logging railroad. When the company finished cutting timber, instead of packing up and disappearing, something unexpected happened.Wealthy families from Knoxville took one look at this cool mountain valley and said, “You know what? We should summer here.” And thus, Elkmont transformed from a booming logging town into the Smokies’ version of a vacation retreat.One of the most famous spots you’ll see is Daisy Town, a row of cabins built between 1910 and 1935. These were the weekend and summer getaways of Knoxville’s well-to-do — the ‘Appalachian Playground,’ as some called it. Many of the cabins have been carefully preserved, and you can walk right up and peek inside. It’s a little like stepping into a time capsule… if the past wore flannel and preferred rocking chairs.At the center of it all stands the Appalachian Clubhouse, a gorgeous 3,000-square-foot hall where members once hosted dances, dinners, and social gatherings. Today you can even rent it for events through Recreation.gov — weddings, reunions, maybe even a square dance if someone in your group knows how to call one.Elkmont is also home to the national park’s most popular campground, tucked along the Little River. If you’re camping, fishing, or just picnicking, this area has been a beloved retreat for more than a century. And if you happen to visit in late spring, Elkmont becomes world-famous for the synchronous fireflies — a natural light show so impressive it requires a lottery to attend. Yep, even the bugs here are in high demand.And for hikers, keep an eye out for the Little River Trail and Jakes Creek Trail, both built on old railroad beds and great for gentle, scenic walks through history.Now — here’s your cue. To enter the Elkmont Historic District, watch for the sign for Elkmont Campground. That’s your turnoff. Once you see that campground sign, go ahead and turn in, and from there follow the signs toward “Elkmont Historic District” or “Daisy Town.” If you miss it, no worries — the forest will forgive you, but the ghosts of Daisy Town might wonder where you went.So whether you're exploring preserved cabins, learning Smoky Mountain history, hiking peaceful trails, or imagining fancy 1910 lawn parties on those porches, the Elkmont region is one of the most surprising and delightful places in the park.Keep those eyes open — that campground sign will be coming up before you know it.”
Little River Gorge Road
“Alright folks, settle in and take a look out those windows — we’re about to cruise along one of the prettiest stretches of pavement in the entire Great Smoky Mountains. This is Little River Gorge Road, and if roads could win beauty pageants, this one would walk away with the sash, the tiara, and probably the audience-choice award too.No matter which direction you’re coming from, this drive hugs the Little River, one of the clearest and most photogenic streams in the park. You’re going to notice the water right away — sometimes racing over boulders in whitewater rushes, other times settling into deep, emerald pools that look like they were stolen from a fly-fishing calendar. People love this river so much that at any given time, you’ll spot anglers, photographers, and folks just standing there saying, ‘Wow,’ like they’re practicing for a nature documentary.Keep an eye on the roadside rocks — many of them are solid river-worn boulders, left here during the glacial melt ages ago. And if you see huge ones perched perfectly beside the road… no, they’re not going to fall. At least, not today. Probably.Now, you’ll also notice pull-offs every few bends. These are great for grabbing a quick photo or dipping your toes in the water on a hot day — just remember, this river may look peaceful, but these currents can be deceptively strong. If you drop your sunglasses in there, well… congratulations, they now belong to the trout.As we continue riding along, look up and you’ll spot steep forested slopes rising on both sides. This gorge creates its own little world — cool air, constant shade, and the sound of rushing water following us like background music. It’s no wonder early loggers built a railroad through here: the gorge was the gateway to the vast forests of Elkmont and Tremont. In fact, the very road we’re traveling sits right where the Little River Railroad once ran. Hard to imagine locomotives clinging to these curves, but they did — and the steel rails eventually gave way to the scenic road we’re enjoying right now.As you drive, watch the trees: rhododendron grows so thick in some spots it forms tunnels of green in summer. In springtime, the riverbanks explode with wildflowers — trillium, phlox, and violets stealing the show. And in autumn? Well, this road becomes one long postcard.Every twist and turn of Little River Gorge Road gives you a new angle on the water, the rocks, the forest, and the mountains above. It’s one of the rare places where the journey really is just as good as the destination.So go ahead — crack a window, listen to that river, and enjoy the ride. The Smokies are showing off, and honestly… they do it pretty well.”
