When It’s Hot — Go Caving!

Beyond the Deep | Non-Fiction Adventure Book Review

Caver in an Alabama cave showing common caving...

Caver showing common caving wear: coveralls and helmet-mounted lights. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When you are not in the water, what else is there to do when the mercury hovers above 95 degrees?  Go caving!

I love true life adventure and I just got finished reading “Beyond the Deep” — The Deadly Descent Into the World’s Most Treacherous Cave.  It was one of those books that I was truly sorry to see end.  You really feel like you are there with them, exploring places where truly no person has EVER been.

There is a cavers’ joke that is a twist on the old why-do-men-climb-mountains cliche, the caver deadpans: “Because it’s not there.”  This explains why expeditionary cavers like Bill [...] keep searching for the bottom of the earth.  For while every climber knows which mountain is the world’s tallest, no one will know which cave is the deepest until cavers bottom them all.

Español: Bailable de sones mazatecos de Huautl...

Español: Bailable de sones mazatecos de Huautla de Jimenez (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The book is about Bill Stone and his expedition to explore the Huautla Cave System in southeastern Mexico, made possible only by using a high-tech rebreather – a device that he engineered to recirculate air instead of inefficiently releasing it, as in traditional scuba tanks.  Bill’s rebreather is what made it possible to make it through “sumps” — underground tunnels flooded entirely with water.  Sumps are what stopped his expedition 15 years prior to when this book takes place, and this book chronicles his adventure pushing the limits with his new technology.

Here is a video of Bill Stone giving a formal talk where he shows fantastic photos and video (some from Huautla) of what it is really like in these dangerous places. (Only need to view the first 5 minutes, as he then starts talking about space).

The Huautla Cave is an extremely dangerous system and there is excitement on every page as he takes you through waypoints named “The Washing Machine” and “Rockin’ and Rolland” and others during the 44 days of triumph and tragedy, deep in the bowels of the cave.

I’ve been “real” caving once, where you had to crawl on your belly like a worm to get through tight places, and once was enough.  So I am perfectly happy to experience his adventure vicariously in the comfort of my chair on the porch.  He does succeed in pushing the limits and making the Huautla Cave System the deepest cave in the Americas (as of the writing of the book).

To put things in perspective, as the book relates:

As with any claim to a superlative, one must qualify what is meant by “remote.”  One might be tempted to equate remoteness with distance from the nearest entrance.  Under this simple definition, Tennessee’s Blue Spring Cave would vie with [... several others...] for the record.  All three terminate roughly ten kilometers from the nearest entrance.  However, as with any frontier, one must consider physical efforts, the level of enabling technology required, and the degree of psychological commitment necessary.  It is the presence of 655 meters of flooded tunnels — not to mention the more than three kilometers of nylon highway one must traverse in order to reach those sumps…

Day Trip – Only 129 Miles

Imagine my surprise when a cave in Tennessee is mentioned, out of the blue, and a record-holder at that –  at 38.4 miles as of February 11, 2012.  It is in White County, near the town of Sparta – only 129 miles from Sharps Chapel, TN.  It is not open to the public as the entrance is locked.

Here is a video I found on YouTube that has photos from Tennessee’s Blue Springs Cave.  Have any of you been caving?  Please share.  Life is an Adventure!

White Lightning Trail in TN

Tennessee Historical Commission marker along M...

Tennessee Historical Commission marker along Maynardville Highway (TN-33) in Maynardville, Tennessee, in the southeastern United States. Country music singer Roy Acuff was born in Maynardville in 1903. The town's local history museum and library are both named for Acuff. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

We’d heard about the White Lightning Trail in TN and recently Jim discovered this great website that details all of its 163 featured stops — 200 miles of fun.

When my sister Sharon and her husband Ed came to visit last week, we were driving around showing them the sights and we spotted the White Lightning Trail signs all over the highway.  Sharon and Ed, who are from Florida, shared that they had just completed driving the entire Blue Ridge Parkway (albeit in segments).  IThis sounded like a fun thing to do with  the White Lightning Trail — explore it in-full and check it off our list of things-to-do.

Since we hail from Dayton, we were already very familiar with its National Aviation Heritage Trail and knew it had lots of historical aviation-related stops to explore in a rather compact area, so I was anxious to see what the White Lightning Trail had to offer in terms of moonshine sightseeing.

Jim and I have already visited several places on the trail (Museum of Appalachia, Roy Acuff Museum and a few others), and enjoyed them immensely, but one thing I noticed from the website is that the white lightning “moonshine” theme is really in name only, as I only saw a handful (maybe one or two) places that even mentioned any history related to moonshine — one of them being the town of Luttrell, near Maynardville, where they mention a notorious distillery during the Thunder Road period.  I hope I am mistaken because it would be fun if we could learn more about the history of this feature unique to TN.

We do plan on exploring many of these sights on the trail.  If you recommend any in particular, please let me know.

Life is an Adventure.

Kayaking on Norris Lake TN


What a beautiful day for kayaking on Norris Lake! New friend Pat and I started out around 9 am in her bright yellow sea kayaks on mirror-like calm waters. They were a dream to kayak in. The rudder and long keel made a big difference in reducing the amount of effort involved.

We had a vague plan, first to head west along the shore, then circle back and go east down Lost Creek. On one of the islands we passed, Pat spotted a big Tom turkey — his feathers in full display like a turkey on a page out of a child’s Thanksgiving coloring book. Further along, we found a cove that was surrounded by the beautiful yellow flowers that are in bloom now. I shared that if I was an otter, that I would choose to live here.

We ran into a number of families out fishing in their boats and said hello. Pat had heard about a mill and asked one of the fishermen where it might be. He immediately pointed us in the right direction and off we went. It was at the end of Lost Creek in the creek that runs  up to the left. You can see in the photos that it is more a mill run – not a foundation for an actual mill building that I had pictured in my mind.

Little did we know that it would turn into a 5 hour, 12-mile long trip — all good. Kayaking is a great way to get to know someone.  Its leisurely pace allows ample time and opportunity to share story after story.  The time went so fast but I was a tired puppy at the end – smiling from ear-to-ear.

Life is an adventure!

Land of OZ Here in Sharps Chapel

April 8, 2012 — The island on Norris Lake that has Day Marker 23 is awash with color! Yellow flowers all along the shoreline and into the water surround the island, which is still accessible via a land bridge that has not been covered yet with water.

Jim and I like to walk around the island, it takes about 1.5 hours.  The going is easy until you get to the NE side which has a steeper shoreline.  Sometimes we detour around this section by going inland.  This trip, we were overcome by the beauty of these flowers on the S and SE shores where the shoreline has more soil.  I immediately thought of Dorothy of the Wizard of OZ emerging from the dark forest and walking into the field of poppies.  You simply must experience walking into the center of this field of flowers and seeing nothing but yellow glow everywhere.

I picked a handful of the flowers and put them in a bucket of water when I got home.  They quickly perked up and lasted for several days.

Life is an adventure!

 

Whose Your Family? The Glue That Binds

Better as a Memory

Kenny Chesney

70 Mile Drive Brings Deeper Appreciation for Union County History

Yesterday, Jim and I got cabin fever and I came up with the idea of taking a drive in the country to get to know the area. My goal was to visit the town of Luttrell, TN.  My friend Julie had mentioned it and I wanted to see it to be able to join the conversation.  The plan was to take 25E out of Tazewell, circle around on a country road that ran parallel somewhat to 33, and head back through Maynardville.

We started out taking the alternate route out of Sharps Chapel that I had written about in a previous post.  It is pure country, with lots of narrow, winding roads.  It ended up exactly opposite the entrance to Rock Harbor development on 33.  I could see this as a nice alternative route home on a sunny, summer day.

25E out of Tazewell was surprisingly scenic — the 5-lane road was in excellent condition and the mountains and rolling hills were beautiful.  We crossed the Clinch River, which feeds Norris Lake.  I fantasized about taking the boat from Norris Lake up the river until Jim pointed out the rapids.  Minor detail.  Oh well.

Chet Atkins
Cover of Chet Atkins

We turned onto 131 S towards Luttrell.  131 is fittingly also called “Mountain Valley Highway” as it follows a beautiful ridge of mountains.  We came upon a small town that I thought was Luttrell, but turned out to be Washburn, TN.  The main building of significance was the huge public school.  I couldn’t help but wonder what made this area develop into a little town.  There was and is a railroad that parallels the road, so perhaps it had more significance in the past.

When we finally got to Luttrell, we noticed the Town Hall with a sign proudly posted stating that this was the birthplace of Chet Atkins and Kenny Chesney. I am a lover of bluegrass, but am not familiar with the country music of these two legends, so I have another avenue to explore.

Roy Acuff
Cover of Roy Acuff

When we got to Maynardville, we stopped at the public library to check it out.  We met the librarian Chantay Collins, who was extremely friendly and helpful.  Before we left, we picked up a free copy of the Union County Shopper News.

Well, imagine my surprise, as I read the Union County Shopper News the next day, as everything that I had seen and experienced the previous day seemed to come to life!

  • I see a reference and photo of Chantay Collins being a member of the Union County Business and Professional Association. That organization recently awarded Shirleee Grabko, a local realtor, the Woman of the Year award. Not pictured in the same photo was someone with the family name of “Chesney”.
  • Also included was an article on historical figures from the area that hilighted Dr. Herbert Acuff, born in Washburn, TN.  I couldn’t help but wonder if he was related to Roy Acuff, who was born in Maynardville, TN.

Jim heard somewhere that when you meet someone new around here, they first thing they ask you is “who is your family”?  I can understand this now.  There are some longtime family names around here that are very much alive and well. Family truly is the “glue that binds”.  They can be proud of their history.

Life is an adventure!