As we first wake up, we notice there is no condensation in the tent for a change and the temperature outside does not feel too bad. After a hot cup of coffee and breakfast, we start packing up…that’s when we notice that we feel a little chillier.
Shortly after we made it into Tennessee, the snow magically disappears. The cold, however, stayed… so did the brisk cold wind that just went right to our bones. Luckily the scenery is beautiful and we have quite a few more hills to climb, which keeps us warm and happy.
Sunday morning comes around. We wake up to raindrops drumming on the tin-roof of our rustic cabin. As we step outside to do our morning run to the bathhouse we can see our breath. Doesn't this place know that it is officially spring time yet?!
[singlepic id=905 w=320 h=240 float=left]Ah-- a nice easy relaxing afternoon at Magnolia campground! We swing in the hammock for a while and prepare a pot of hot chili. Slowly we come to the realization that the temperature is dropping and the wind is picking up as the day grows later. Before bedtime comes around we are wearing extra clothes and buffs to keep us warm.
We wake up early to tear down our tent, before somebody may detect us in our wild camp spot. Although two cars drive by the road close to our little piece of heaven, they never even notice our existence.
In the morning we walked around the property and checked out a little Labyrinth Ken and Darlene built out of wood and with lots of love. After our short stroll we were invited for coffee and breakfast in their lovely home. We are given lots of good advise on which route to take north and what's to see along the way, before saying goodbye.
On Thursday morning we hoped to get going early; yet, the warm sleeping bag felt way too comfy. Eventually we crawled out of the tent, made some Joe, packed up, and had breakfast. As we roll up our tent, our German-neighbor-campers came over to chat. The two live on Tenerife, however, they shipped their campervan from Germany to travel the USA for a year. They have