We’re off. Brian and I left Illinois at 6:30 a.m. on our research excursion south. Our goal to follow Anne and CC’s route to Nashville. Along the way we passed some antique shops. I, like Anne, longed to stop and poke around but Brian wanted to push south so we could see the waterfall before dark.
Needless to say, I did very little shopping on the drive to Cumberland Falls other than a few diet cokes, bugles and lottery tickets. Let’s hope we win the $64 million Powerball tonight. Or, was it the mega millions? The seven plus hour drive went quickly as we used the time to read the proof of the first Antique Hunters Mystery book,, “Murder by the Spoonful.” It was great to have uninterrupted time so we could focus and really hear the words.
Arriving in the Daniel Boone National Forest, I was reminded of childhood memories spent in Pennyrile Park with my father. My brother and I would ride horses and join the other kids on dinosaur egg hunts, actually watermelons, but to us we believed they were dinosaur eggs.
We arrived in Cumberland National Forest and headed straight for the falls. It is the second largest falls in North America and has been called the “Niagara of the South.” We walked around in the humid June air. I climbed the trails looking for different angles to place our main characters on their trek.
Then a quick bite at the lodge dining room. Felt like I was back at camp. The view down into the forest was spectacular. Catfish was great so was the banana pudding. Now we’re heading back to the room to continue writing book numbe 2. Pictures to follow when WiFi connection is better.
It’s pouring rain and the lightning is lighting the gulley behind our room. It’s quite frightening but in a good way. Perhaps the next book will involve a murder at Buckberry Lodge. Hint. Hint.