Quite unexpectedly, we passed a small roadside sign pointing to the birthplace of Davy Crockett when we were on our road trip a few months ago in October.
Lots of times at parks we find 're-creations', but this honestly looked like the real thing. Wild Bill pointed out that you can still see all the ax marks where this wood was chopped by hand. Davy Crockett was born here in 1786.
We might have missed out on this wonderful little park had we been in more of a hurry. In fact, we passed the sign before it registered with us that Davy Crockett's childhood home was just down the road for us to see.
As we wandered around Davy Crockett's little cabin and the park, we wondered why in the world Davy would leave this peaceful setting to come die in our home state of Texas back in 1836?
There was a little part of a river running by the cabin and people were there catching fish. Surely in Davy's day, there must have been an abundance of fish. If you look through the trees, you can see the little river...
There was plenty of information to read. Several groups have placed new markers, but thankfully they left the old ones. It was fun to see the old ones even if we could barely read them. The original marker was placed way back in 1890!
Right by the cabin, Davy's family grew vegetables to go with all the fish and animals they caught.
This was a charming little historical town. I loved it. We learned that Davy's area of Tennessee tried every which way they could to stay out of the Civil War. They were early abolitionists and sided with the Union states.
Thanks for staying with me on this trip. If you're ever in the Greene County TN area, be sure to stop by Davy Crockett's little cabin in the woods.
Thanks for dropping by!