We have had a wonderful, whirlwind trip through the north-east of America. Taking in sixteen states and covering over 2,000 miles. We have seen and done so much in Ellie’s nearly six weeks with us and it was difficult to get used to the idea that she would no longer be here. We were just so pleased that she had the opportunity to take part in our travels and share with us some of our special journey.
Sunday 19th August
We made our way into DC and across the Potomac River into Arlington, Virginia and Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport. Ellie was taking an internal flight to Chicago from where she would depart later in the evening to London and home. After having lunch at the airport, Ellie got in line at security to go through to the departure lounge, where we said a tearful goodbye.
Monday 20th – Thursday 23rd August
Greenville Farm Campground
This morning we moved 75 miles south-west of Washington to Greenville Farm, Haymarket, Virginia. Here, we are nearer to Club Pet International, the company making the arrangements for Kira to travel to the UK, and Dulles Airport from where she will depart. Not only have we had Ellie leaving but Kira will also be going this week, a double whammy! Club Pet were also the company we hired to clear Sandy through customs into the US when we arrived in January 2015.
The campground is in a nice rural spot. Our site is in woodland at the back of the farm and we have the place to ourselves.
The dogs love it and enjoy their walks through the woodland.
The area has some impressive looking homes in what, I guess, part of the Washington DC greater metropolitan area being about 40 miles from the centre of DC.
Nearby there is an American Civil War battlefield at Manassas. Two major battles were fought here, the first and second Battle of Bull Run.
On Wednesday we took Kira to Pet Club to see the vet for her Tapeworm tablets. It is an entry requirement for the UK that tapeworm treatment is given within a stated period before the animal travels.
Thursday - Kira’s travel day. We wanted to keep Kira with us and out of her travel crate for as long as possible, therefore we arranged to meet James, the Pet Club representative at the United Airlines cargo office. Kira knew something was afoot because she would not eat her food or drink much in the morning.
On the way to the airport she was looking very sorrowful.
On arrival Tony assembled the travel crate.
I took Kira for a walk and she had a little water. James arrived and went through all the paperwork with the cargo staff. Lots of stickers were attached to the crate and Kira’s health certificate showing that she has had her rabies inoculation and tapeworm treatment. We had taped a bag of dog food, (incase of delay) lead and collar and the wheels for the crate to the top of the crate.
Eventually, it was time for Kira to get into her travel box. The crate was put on the scales and Kira stepped in easily, after a little encouragement and I threw a biscuit in first. When she turned around and saw the door had been shut her expression changed.
I quickly gave her another biscuit and sat opposite so that she could see me and she settled down. The crate was lifted onto a cargo trolley to wait for United PetSafe to collect. PetSafe is United’s programme for transporting dogs and cats that are not eligible to travel in the cabin. Members of the PetSafe team are trained professionals who ensure the animals receive the best care throughout the journey. For example, they have climate controlled vehicles to transport pets to the aircraft and ensure they are put on the aircraft last and removed first to keep stress to a minimum.
We had a tearful journey back to the RV but we knew Kira was in good hands. She had been getting used to her crate over the past 2/3 weeks and we felt that she did feel secure in there. But it must be very bewildering to suddenly be in unfamiliar places with strangers. There is no way to explain that it will be okay.
Needless to say, we had a very restless night. The flight left on time and we tracked the aircraft on its journey across the Atlantic. The flight arrived early which meant the journey took less than 7 hours. Simon and Ninette had a call from the Animal Reception Centre at Heathrow to say Kira is fine and that she was fed, watered and happy. Simon and Nin made their way down to Heathrow. When they first saw Kira she was a little shaky, probably wondering, where am I going now. Eventually she recognized them and had a big reunion with lots of fuss. She got into the car and settled down nicely for the journey (at last) to her forever home.
Friday 24th – Wednesday 29th August
This morning we headed west to pick up I-81 south, sandwiched between the Appalachian Mountain on one side and the Blue Ridge on the other. Sandy is now travelling with an empty bed next to her.
This is a very pretty valley route through Virginia with wooded hills and hollows and distant hills. It is also a major truck route. Our stop for the night is at Walmart in a town called Kingsport, just across the state line in Tennessee. Little nervous here. We had someone walking around the RV and quite obviously scrutinizing the vehicle. Didn’t like the look of him so we moved into the middle of the car park under one of the lights. The night passed without incident. Can’t say we have ever felt nervous before wherever we have parked.
We arrived in Pidgeon Forge a town right in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains. We were booked in at the Holly Haven RV Park, just minutes away from the Parkway, a busy five-mile stretch of road where all the Pidgeon Forge attractions are lined up. However, the park is quiet and pleasant with a creek running through and nice well-kept sites. Along the Parkway there is a wide variety of things to do from golf courses to raceways, dinner shows, variety theatres, museums and of course lots of music. There is also the unexpected, like the Titanic Museum. Driving along the Parkway, suddenly a replica of the ship looms into site.
Great Smoky Mountains National Park
Set in the southern Appalachians, one of the world’s oldest mountain ranges, and America’s most visited park is the Great Smoky Mountains. This is a land of dense forest, peaks that rise 6,000 feet above sea level, waterfalls, deep hollows, sunny meadows and the distinctive smoky blue haze that clings around the mountains.
The park was founded in 1934 and to this day charges no entrance fee, unlike other national parks.
Today we packed a picnic and headed west through the Park to Cades Cove. The word Cove in Smoky Mountain speak means valley and this particular valley has beautiful scenery and lots of history. Back in the 19th century an isolated farming community lived here. After the National Park was created the park service preserved some of the original buildings erected by the early settlers.
The John Oliver house is the oldest home in the Cove built in the 1820’s. Large families often occupied these small cabins with parents, daughters and infants sleeping on the ground floor and sons up in the loft. It is easy to imagine the isolation of this place in those early days, self-sufficiency was all important.
The churches in the Cove were either Baptist or Methodist. This Methodist church was built in 1902 and replaced the earlier log cabin church.
The Missionary Baptist Church formed in 1839 belonged to a group that were expelled from the Primitive Baptist Church because they favoured missionary work. Like some other churches in the area the church ceased to meet during the Civil War. It seems there was a mix of Union and Confederate sympathisers in the Cove which obviously led to differences within the congregations.
Cable Mill is the site of a water powered grist mill and sawmill built in the 1870’s. Once the sawmills came into the Cove to turn the logs into lumber very few plain log cabin homes were built.
Gregg Cable House operated a store on the first floor. Rebecca Cable and her brother Dan took the store over before selling the stock and turning the building into their residence and a boarding house. Dan and his wife were both ill so Aunt Becky, as she was known, took over looking after the children and running the business. She lived in the house until she died in 1940.