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EUREKA SPRINGS, ARKANSAS |
| You are about to enter the world of a four and eight year old at heart. Our destination is Eureka Springs, Arkansas via the back roads. As we travel we pull the RV off to the side of the road to view a beautiful creek. The weather is so humid and hot that the cool mountain water is delicious to our bodies. I in my jeans and Sir Knight in jockeys. I think he was smarter because when I tried to change clothes I could barely get my jeans off. They clung to my body like a second skin. |
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We always see magical creatures in the woods. Of course you can see them but they don't move in the day time. |
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A toadstool or two... |
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We find some special rocks that look like animal paws. When I found the first one I thought that I had found a fossil foot. But then then there are too many to be a fossil unless of course it had been an eleven footed creature which it could have been way back in time. So I will call it a three toed fossil footed creature. |
| We drive through a town called Calico Rock which is placed atop, just as you guessed, a rock the color of calico. It looks like a town out of an old Tom Sawyer book. Lakeview Park (built by the Corps. of Engineers) has a big lake and river with many beautiful rocks some of which are nestled in the RV. Chipmunks, squirrels and Red headed woodpeckers abound. We stay here for two days. |
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| We seek out antique shops and yard
sales. We see a beautiful rust red Hollyhock flower at Ms. Tulley's house
and she gives us a small off shoot. Ms. Tulley brought the flower from
California and now a part of it will be grown in Tennessee.
We start fresh Sunday with our destination of the day to be somewhere near Eureka Springs. The wild flowers along the road are beautiful. They are blue, yellow and orange in color. We come to a flea market in Al Pina, Arkansas. we stop and purchase stuff that we both know we desperately need, such as two wooden hens and three chicks to stick in the yard that need to be painted. Also a rusty iron figure that looks like a lady but. Last but not least three wads of leather strips and three yellow wooden bumble bees. Since we don't stay at the farm to feed the animals its best to get wooden ones. |
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We arrive at Leatherwood Lake Campground in the afternoon. There are only two campsites with electric and they are vacant. The park is about four miles outside of Eureka. We are high in the mountains and it is beautiful. The site is on a mountain bluff with lush green foliage and over looking a lake with lily pads, croaking frogs and Canadian geese with two goslings. |
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| We take a walk down a dry creek bed and
find many faces in the rocks. There is a bird whistling and it sounds like
it is saying here kitty, kitty. There are two black birds with a nest in a
large oak tree. The tree has a perfect branch for a swing.
We think we will stay here for a day or two. I don't think we could find a more pleasant place to use as a home for now. As the evening sets we sit on a bench that is two feet from the lake and we begin to here the night creatures come to life. There must be a thousand frogs. Even Mr. Bull sings along . He lives across the other side of the lake. There is a small island in the middle where the geese return to their home. The fireflies start twinkling in the trees. The lightning and thunder precedes the rain. We take our flashlight and return to the RV for supper. |
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Monday morning we head up the mountain to Eureka. We are very fortunate for there are not many tourists. We were circling the five mile loop in town and all of a sudden a steam engine train came down the track. We did a U turn and ten minutes later we are riding this train through the mountains. |
| Before the train started its' trip the conductor asked if anyone wanted to ride the turn table (that is what turns the engine around to go in the other direction). No one said anything. The conductor said, "I don't have any takers"? and the four year old raised her hand and said, "I do". After that a few more wanted to try it too. I ran up to the engine and was going to climb on it, the eight year old said, "where are you going"? I said, "I'm going to get on the engine". He said, "we stand here". Boy would I have been embarrassed if they had told me to get down. We stand next to the engine and it turns in the opposite direction and then we get off. |
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The train chugged down the track blowing its' whistle. What a pretty sound. We come to the the end of the track where the train has to turn around and conductor asks all of us passengers to get off the train. He leads us out into a field and explains that steam engine need to blow out the scale and since so many people enjoy watching this they do it more often than needed. A huge billow of steam poured out of the engine. It was a wondrous sight. |
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Then the conductor asked us to take a piece of small change, spit on it then place it on the rail of the track. The train ran over the change twice and we all came home with bigger money. Then we got a lecture about never doing this on our own because it is dangerous. |
| After our ride we resumed our tour of Eureka. Every home in the town is on the historic register. Every lawn is immaculate with floral array. There are many art and craft stores to browse through. I look in one that I will always remember especially for awhile on my credit card. |
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