Frozen Head State Park, established around 1988, is named for one of the big peaks in the Cumberland Plateau that is often capped with snow in the winter.
What is now Frozen Head State Park was once part of the extensive Cherokee hunting grounds that covered this part of Eastern Tennessee and Southeastern Kentucky. With the signing of the Third Treaty of Tellico in 1805, one of at least a dozen treaties signed, this portion of native American territory was seceded to the U.S. Government. In 1894 Tennessee purchased the area as the site for the Brushy Mountain State Pen.
Along the drive to the park, barn quilts. I admit, it’s fun to spot them on our travels.
Divided loyalties, I suppose. At least the Stars and Stripes flies above the Stars and Bars?
At the trailhead the kindly ranger offered, “We’ve seen some Copperheads this weekend, but don’t worry. They can sense the vibration of hikers and generally keep out of sight. The Rattlers are up higher, so, nothing to worry about.” Gee, thanks?
There are two main waterfalls on the particular out-and-back trail we wandered. This is Debord Falls. Plenty of trailgoers were cooling off both in and under the falls on our return.
Excellent. Muck and mud through which we had to wander. We were woefully underprepared for the mud with respect to extra shoes and towels and so my wagon not only needed to be mucked out but had that awful Eau du Wet Dog scent all the way home.
Two smaller falls along the way added to the beauty of the wander.
The pinnacle of this particular trail is Emory Falls, reachable by a questionable switchback that tested our four-pawed’s agility. But so totally worth it.
All in all another delightful wander. I do not recall our post-wander meal, alas, which means it was something not as awesome as Schnitzel and Veltliner at a Hütte. 😉