King of the wild frontier!

This entry will be split into at least four parts over the next few days.

Merkin and I just got back from a long trip to the area where Kentucky, Tennessee, and Virginia meet. The main reason for the trip was to see the Fife family bible. It has Commodore Perry Fife’s name in it. Thursday we went to spend the night with Pee and Charlie Dog at Whippoorwill Hill. Friday morning we heard Gert crow. Then we heard all of the other chickens making noise because they were laying eggs. I got to go get the eggs. Later Charlie Dog and I went for a walk along the road, and we came to a place where Skunk Apes cross, but we didn’t see one. We went by two more places and then Shaka turned around. We walked back towards the first crossing and Shaka’s ears perked up. Charlie Dog yelled “Skunk Ape!” We all started running and I didn‘t stop until I got back to the house. After saying goodbye to Pee and Charlie Dog, we drove to Davy Crockett Birthplace State Park. We set up our tent and toured the museum and looked at the reconstruction of the cabin he was born in. We also drove to Jonesborough, which is the oldest town in Tennessee. We walked all over the historic downtown. This is the end of part one of our trip. Come back in a couple of days for the next entry.