Sharp's Travels

This morning we headed to Gatlinburg on the motorcycle. It was a beautiful day. Gay thought we should go on the 8 mile loop road Arts & Crafts Trail. I agreed!


I checked out the listing of shops and our first stop was Baxter’s Stain Glass shop. He was off the main trail, up on the side of a hill. His shop was nice but nothing caught our eye.

Next it was Holloway’s Country Home. I was told she had quilting material but she only had kits form the Highland Craft Gallery. She gave us directions to the shop, so off we went. It was about 20 miles away. WOW! It was well worth the trip. It was an old 2-story log cabin filled with material. The quilts and projects hanging up were beautiful. I ended up buying 3 different fabrics, wording for memory quilts, a Christmas project and a book on shirts. As it turned out, I have ordered something from her shop over the internet.

We went on up the road about 1 ½ miles to the Applehouse Restaurant. It was set back up on a hill in an orchard. When we ordered our lunch, it automatically came with a glass of apple cider, apple fritters with apple butter. It was all good.

As we headed back towards town, we decided to check out the National Park’s Foothills Parkway. It was a neat ride and beautiful views from the top.

We had planned on doing the Roaring Fork Motor Trail but found it closed to traffic until May 28th. We did get to see the Ogle’s place. The Ogle homestead illustrates pioneer engineering—this was one of the few area homes of the time with running water, naturally pumped into the house from a nearby spring via log troughs. There was a house and a barn on the property.

At 6:45 we left for the Smith Family Theater. We did the dinner show. We had a Southern style buffet of fried chicken, meat loaf, pasta, vegetables, mashed potatoes and gravy with homemade desserts. We didn’t go away hungry.

The show had a blend of country, bluegrass, oldies rock-n-roll and gospel music with some comedy mixed in. It was a so-so show.

We watched Dancing with the Stars when we got home. I had to know who was moving on to the finals. It was time to call it a night.

For pictures of the day see album: Gatlinburg Area.