Yesterday, we hugged our friends who had hosted us so very well goodbye and we headed to Lookout Mountain in Chattanooga. I was still in the company of the bride and groom and his parents.
We got to experience the worlds steepest incline railway
. At 72.7 degrees of incline at the most vertical section, it is a dramatic ride.
We had chosen to park at the base and take the rail up.
Once at the top we walked over to the Signal Point Park and meandered our way around the Point learning of the battles and importance of the location.
The area was beautiful and while the placards we would read portrayed the history of the spot, it was the stories that were recounted while we traped around that I loved.
As this was my first weekend of spending time with the groom’s folks, I especially enjoyed the casual absorption of family information and bits of stories that are garnered from the staccato pace of touring that kind of spot.
A quick ride back down the mountain and we were back into our cars for the drive back to Nashville.
Two car had been driven down to accommodate all the luggage and extra little things for the wedding the day prior. It was the groom and his parents in one and me riding with the bride.
TWo hours sped by in our vehicle as we chatted and laughed our way back.
AT dinner, I had some great food, but it was the narrative of the history of my newly acquired friends that fed my soul.
After dinner, we headed to one of the Honky Tonk bars that Nashville is famed for.
The band was the Western Swingers. The fiddler is 87 years young and played and sang without ever looking like he needed a rest or break at all. Maybe I’ll have that kind of energy when I grow up.
Another great day.