Sportations connects amateur adrenaline jockeys to certified professional adventurers, drawing from a nationwide network of aeronauts and speed demons to introduce habitual pedestrians to the wonders of skydiving, ballooning, hang gliding, and stock-car racing. Thrill seekers can zipline across a forest canopy, hollering like Tarzan or taunting nearby birds until they agree to race. Helicopter tours ferry patrons skyward over landmarks and cityscapes, whereas paragliding adventures get up close and personal with blue skies and clouds. For most sports, Sportations accommodates groups of any size, from physics classes empirically proving gravity's existence to solo ballooning supervillains declaring dominion over all they see.
When Tasia Malakasis walked into a gourmet food shop in New York City, she unexpectedly found herself face to face with her future. It was cheese?specifically, Belle Chevre, a French-style goat cheese made by hand in her home state of Alabama. It wasn't long before she was journeying down south to study the art of cheese-making. She became a genuine protege, and eventually, when the company's owner retired, she took over. Since 1989, the company has racked up numerous awards and accolades for its fine cheese, which include a pimento chevre, a Montrachet-style goat cheese, and a mint julep-inspired Southen Belle goat cheese. Their rustic creamery, housed in the old town cotton warehouse, offers both guided and self-guided tours, samples at the tasting bar, and a chance to meet the goats that help make the cheese by wrapping it up with their dexterous hooves.
In the early 20th century, Tate Farms was a social hub for sharecroppers, who congregated at farmer John Patterson's general store, blacksmith shop, and gristmill. More than 200 harvests later, John Patterson's grandson, Homer Tate's descendants continue to uphold the farm’s legacy as a community gathering spot. However, instead of waiting for a new batch of horseshoes or gossiping about which neighbor might be a spy for the Kaiser, people now come to pick from 90 varieties of pumpkins on the 70-acre pumpkin patch. Leading visitors across the wider 5,000-acre fields, tour guides not only illuminate the farm’s history but teach visitors rural-agriculture info, including lessons on the role bees play in pollinating pumpkins and cotton.
Though the Tate family strives to preserve the past, they have retrofitted the farm with a brand new 14,000-square-foot covered area. Here, visitors sample fresh pumpkin pie made with the farm’s own pumpkins at the Country Café or head to the bakery for fresh pumpkin muffins and cinnamon rolls.
The idyllic landscape of the Tennessee River Valley gradually unfurls beneath passengers as their hot air balloon slowly drifts higher and higher, cresting the treetops and soaring up into the sky's blue expanse. Fly High Balloons provides this majestic experience for visitors seeking anything from a romantic trip through the clouds to a sightseeing excursion with a bird's-eye view of the surrounding area. Flights depart at sunrise as well as two hours before sunset assuming that the weather conditions are tolerable, and each outing usually consists of 60?90 minutes of time in the air.
Corn stalks rustle mysteriously around guests as they tiptoe warily through Stalk!, Deadwood Hollow’s haunted corn maze, setting an ominous scene straight out of a horror film. As an oscillating spotlight sends its rays sweeping across the 4.2-acre cornfield, casting angular shadows on the ground, a procession of dark-eyed, blood-splattered zombies pursues passersby in an effort to dine on their gray matter or read position papers on the unflattering ways in which their brethren are portrayed in popular culture.
This demon-possessed setting is complemented by Deadwood Hollow’s Haunted Trail, a spine-tingling path through the woods. As guests creep further into the ever-darkening forest, they’re greeted by the ghastly symptoms of a coming apocalypse, presenting them with a landscape more psychologically fearsome than a Rorschach test conducted by Dr. Frankenstein.