It was in the 70's going through Kentucky, and it was about 74 when we got there. Most of the time it is in the 50-60 degree range. Sometimes the cold air swings down from the north and then it gets cold. We had down in the teens a few nights.
We had some experiences that you get to have while living in the country. One morning their daughter T, who is a third grade teacher, was on her way to school and saw an owl alongside of the road. His leg was in a trap. She called her dad and G went and got it. It's leg was broken and all that was holding it on was some tendons. We took it into Huntsville but the vet said that it was about a week old injury and probably already infected. Since bird bone infections are almost impossible to stop he put the bird down. We were really hoping that he could go to some place that has injured birds. Although not full grown he was about 18 inches tall. As you can see, he was a beautiful horned owl.
They also have a SR 71, or Black bird plane. It is one sleek plane.
The original chapel was blown up by the Union in "the war of 1860-1865," as the plaque with part of the original corner stone says.
From here we went on to Mt. Raccoon where a huge pumping/electrical station was built in the 1960's. It is by the Tennessee river which has a dam there. Water is pumped from the lake by reversing the turbines. It can be filled in 27 hours. Then in peak demand times, the water is taken from the lake on top of the mountain, down through the turbines, to generate electricity. It can produce electricity for 20 hours. The area also has hiking/biking trails, wild life, fishing and, on the lower lake, boating. This is the Tennessee river taken from up by the pumping station. The trees still had some color but were starting to fade.
B, M, and G on our way to eat in Chattanooga.
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