After wandering aimlessly (and loving it) for the last month and a half, we have finally made our way back to Tennessee. This little town, well, it’s not so much a town as an exit off the freeway, is nestled in the mountains and has the Pigeon River running right through it. It consists of a couple of gas stations, an RV park, a few houses and about a half a dozen rafting and adventure companies. Since it is still so early in the year, and tourist season has not yet begun, we have the campground completely to ourselves. This is very beneficial in that we can send the kids out to play without worrying about disturbing other campers. This came in handy this morning since we woke up to snow. The most snow we have seen all winter. Needless to say, we had some very excited kids.