November 21, 2014: Can you believe that’s one site? – and that it’s free?! Quite the huge pull-though, right? Due to my schedule, I was only able to spend one night here, but I would have loved to have spent more time in this quiet, beautiful campground.
After setting up (which is so easy when you have no hookups), I walked around to check out my new neighborhood.
And stopped to talk to these nice folks all traveling together from Canada, who had no problem fitting two long rigs into one site. They say they make this same trek every year and never get tired of it. They told me not to miss the path to the ruins of the town of Rocky Springs, so I was on my way.
Once a thriving rural community, it was first settled in the late 1790s and took its name from a watering place along the Natchez Trace. The nearby spring no longer flows. Today only the church and cemetery, two rusting safes and several abandoned cisterns mark the area. The Civil War, yellow fever, destructive crop insects and poor land management brought an end to this once prosperous rural community.
During the mid-1800’s, the existence of a church, post office, a Masonic Lodge, two or more stores, several artisan’s shops and possibly a school made it desirable to live within a mile of spring. The safe is from the first post office established in 1821.
Next lovely and serene trail to the Rocky Springs Methodist Church.
This church was built in 1837 by the Methodist congregation of Rocky Springs. Earlier the town had been a station for a circuit-riding preacher who stopped by only once or twice a month. The Church is preserved by the former congregation members who hold regular services here and gathered at an annual “homecoming” each spring.
Quite simple but really pleasant feel inside, both looking to and from the pulpit.