My dad is a disc golf junkie, so it's really convenient that a course lies less than a mile away from my parents' house. Mills Park is located next to the local high school.
Dad's full white beard really threw me off at the airport -- didn't recognize him at first! Mills Park is really a nice little place. Risha, Mom and I walked through the area while Dad and Gabe played a round of disc golf.
I think this was pee-wee football -- the little boys had big helmets on their tiny little heads. And they even had little girl cheerleaders.
Yes, a town nearby is called "Boogertown." My mom reports that Boogertown Gap is a popular band in the area.
Little bunnies everywhere.
During our walk we came up on this tree in the park -- I thought it looked like something out of a Scooby-Doo cartoon.
Everywhere in Sevier County you see the same names: Ogle, Proffitt. These people settled the area and apparently never left, so many of their descendants own a lot of land and are quite wealthy. The elderly guy who lives at this house is a Proffitt, I think, and sells tomatoes and okra out front. You weight it and then put money in the tractor mailbox. It was kinda cute.
And then the guy came out of his house to "chat" and pretty much kept us hostage there for about 30 minutes. At first I thought, oh this guy is very friendly. Then he went on and on about how much money he makes off the land his family owns and I thought, oh this guy is conceited braggart.
Ah, good times...