We must have spent a couple hours there and it was time for lunch. Chinese fit the bill and we savored some chicken with cashews, wild rice and eggroll. Yum.
The Earthquake ride was one of the funniest rides I have ever been on. You belt yourself into a seat with 6 others in the dark. Some guy narrates: “Ugh, oh, it looks like a train is coming right at us! It’s not moving!” You see a light shining at you about three yards away. There is a sound of a train whistle. Your seat tilts to the left. Then you start moving forward. You tilt and the voice says, “Oh, no, we’re experiencing a minor tremor!”. The pegboard with tools and a rat hanging by its tail begins to shake. The platform moves backward. Water gushes out of a wall. Lights go on and off. I’m laughing hysterically. A section of ceiling ‘falls’ with a million rats all over it squeeking (but not moving). The platform moves back one more time and the lights come on. Ride over. No kidding. I can’t believe it’s still in business. Perhaps that’s the draw?
We wandered down the street in and out of shops and shared a little Jamoca Almond Fudge ice cream from Baskin Robbins. Our last stop was the Ober Gatlinburg Tram. Until 1972, skiers wound their way by car slowly and precariously up and down snow-covered Mt. Harrison en route to Gatlinburg's ski resort, which opened in 1962. That winter, the idea to provide a safer, more comfortable means to reach the ski area was explored, and Gatlinburg's Aerial Tramway was born. Departing regularly from downtown Gatlinburg, this cable car will take you on a 2.1-mile ride up to the Resort. The resort consists of a skating rink, shops and restaurants, a pool, maze, carousel, mini-golf and much more, but our favorite was the Wildlife Encounter. Six of Tennessee’s black bears reside here, and some cute otters, a golden eagle and peregrine falcon (enjoying his lunch of mouse). Snakes, skunks, screech and barred owls also live here, and we hung out talking to the keeper about the bears.
Unfortunately, VERY unfortunately, all my pictures were lost – my mistake. Bummer. Fortunately, Gary took some pictures with his little camera and these are the only good ones we have: a couple of bears,
bear poop (taken to recognize on a hike, just in case – yep, really)
our tram ride to the top of the mountain
and back down, and the ice rink.
I had photos of all these things. Sorry. Or maybe you're saying "yay"?
It really was a great day. We wonder how on earth we will be standing for 8 hours tomorrow after walking miles and miles today…
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