Riding the Tater Tunnel Trail
In the good old days before refrigeration, ice cream and the device you’re reading this on, folks used to store their canned goods and root vegetables in root cellars. Around here in western North Carolina, folks call them tater tunnels, because that’s were potatoes were stored. I counted 5 on the roads that lead from Colletsville to Gragg. No doubt I passed many more that were hidden. Call it the tater tunnel day.
Some tater tunnels are on the road. Others are in folks’ back yards. Some look like a giant mole bored its way out out of the mountain, blinked its eyes and went back inside. Others are more elaborate, like this one at the Anita Alta horse camp.
My favorite one of the day I found on the side of the road deep in the woods. How it wound up beside a gravel road I have no idea. Well, actually, it’s probably the other way around. It was dug when what’s now the road was just a path. Gives you an idea of how old it is.
Day’s end found us in Gragg. Tonight we are camping at Richard Gragg’s. Thanks for putting us up Richard!
Pardon my ignorance, but isn’t a Top Hat the proper attire for a Tater Hole?
“Top Hats & Tater Hole’s” sounds like another book project.
I’m still hollering down every morning!
I was always amazed at how much more is revealed at walking speed compared with what is seen when driving by in a car. Our brains are definitely designed to process information gathered at 3 MPH.
Didn’t you get my hollerin’ code?
I was trying to say “Top Hats & Tater Hole’s would be a great name for a book.” Do we have an intellectual copyright issue here? Let’s holler it out.
Your holler dweller buddy Bernie
Hi Bob and Rev Hans,
Great hearing from you my horse and bike traveling friends. Bob, you’re one of the few folks I know that gets the long-term observational benefits of moving at 3mph. It’s amazing when you match up brain speed with life speed. You see all the details like the cement-filled mailboxes in some neighborhoods and the way the river flows around large rocks.
Rev Hans, you really gotta write up all those places you’ve slept this week! Now if I could just squeeze mules Brick and Cracker in to a hotel room…..
Super hearing from you my wandering friends. Keep in touch