Before heading to the campground, I decided to do the scenic 11-mile loop around Cades Cove, which is one of the most visited parts of Great Smokey Mountain National Park. Though, I've been to the park a few times over the years, I've never been to this section and thought this trip would be a good opportunity.
The entrance was a little confusing and I had to turn around a couple of times, but eventually found the correct way and joined dozens of other cars exploring the area. Cades Cove opens up beautifully this time of year. This secluded valley on the southwestern side of the park and was home to several settlers before the park was established. Many of their homesteads have been preserved and are one of the draws to this part of the park.
As I make way down the one-lane road, following numerous other cars, we are gifted with sites of the valley, which remains grasslands (after being cleared by the settlers nearly two centuries ago after the Cherokee were forced to surrender their claims) surrounded by low rolling mountains currently lush with the colors of fall. Movement is very slow, as the cars ahead of me stop often to look at . . . well, I'm not exactly sure what they are looking at in most cases.
Making a sharp 90-degree turn, cars get backed up a long way and I see two people a few cars ahead of me get out and begin taking pictures of something, but it's not until they have moved on that I can see what they are looking at. A large black bear, fat and ready for winter, had just crossed the gravel road and was lumbering through the field on the right. I didn't stop, but I did slow down to get a picture through my passenger window of this big guy. Unfortunately, there was a barbed wire fence somewhat obstructing the shot, but it still turned out pretty good.
Continuing further, I park at near the Cades Cove grist mill and walk around to visit the preserved buildings in this area, which includes a home and several other farm buildings. They are all well preserved and this appears to be a very popular part of the area, as there are dozens and dozens of cars parked here and people walking around taking it all in.
Soon and after having seen most of the structures, I head back to the car and start heading out of the area. There are couple of more old homesteads along the way, but for the most part I'm just anxious to get to my campsite as darkness is approaching and I have another hike to do from camp. Overall, this was a pretty scenic drive into yesteryear. I only wish visitors would do as the signage asks and pull over instead of stopping traffic constantly.