Priscilla was born in Bristol, England in 1967. She toiled in public transportation until the 1980s, when she begrudgingly entered early retirement. She spent some of it in Liverpool, and some in Flitwick, but eventually succumbed to the promise of greener pastures in the U.S.—she moved to Kansas in 1993, and eventually settled in Tennessee.
Priscilla is the double-decker bus that Rufus, the owner of Nashville Double Decker, loads up with guests before touring the city. The idea for a bus-tour company came to him before his second deployment with the Tennessee Army National Guard on a visit to Nashville. He took a trolley tour that left him disappointed. The tour didn’t cross any of the city’s bridges, and he couldn’t enjoy some of Nashville’s best views thanks to the trolley’s closed top. So while Rufus was still overseas, he convinced a friend to drive Priscilla across the country from Washington, and now she shows guests the sites around Nashville.
As a Sugar Creek Carriages horse, Flint attends so many weddings he might as well be standing on a cake. The charming percheron draft horse sports a fair complexion and snowy mane that match traditionally white wedding dresses and the wedding carriages he often tows. He is one of 10 well-groomed, mannerly horses and ponies that provide the horsepower for an array of stylish buggies. Additionally, the animals make appearances at festivals, reenactments, and kids' pony parties. Sugar Creek Carriages also networks with the entertainment industry, a connection that recently led pop singer Justin Bieber to rent a carriage while he was in Nashville and his unicorn-drawn chariot was in the shop.
Being branded ?Roseanne Barr meets Jack Black? might be considered a slight to some, but Hick Chick Tours? guide Christy Eidson wears it as a badge of honor. The standup comedienne keeps her pub crawls, brewery tours, and bus tours light and irreverent with tongue-in-cheek asides. But since she?s a Tennessee native, there?s are also plenty of interesting historical information woven into her sassy narratives.
Tom Brown's first wine didn't quite make it into a barrel. Instead, it aged inside a pickle crock in his mother's kitchen, finally flowing forth in the year 1976. Today, Tom heads up a slightly more sophisticated operation as owner of Beans Creek Winery. Sourcing grapes from eight Tennessee counties, Tom and his team of vintners have created 31 wines, including dry reds, sweet and spicy muscats, and three types of sparkling wine. His concoctions have earned 38 medals in the Indy International Wine Competition, where they were also chosen Best of Class three times.
When surveyor Aaron Higgenbotham discovered Cumberland Caverns in 1810, he couldn't see its majestic pillars of dripping rock, its flowstone curtains, or its subterranean waterfalls. Stuck on a small ledge in the dark, Higgenbotham was as blind to the cave system's features—one of them a 2,000-foot-long cavern hall—as the eyeless crayfish that live there. His initial discovery nevertheless paved the way for nearly 200 years of speleological findings. Today, guides preserve this 32-mile National Landmark cavern by leading daily tours through its passages.
During tours, guides point out artifacts left by pre Civil War–era saltpeter mines, tunnels filled with rare gypsum deposits, and mysterious inscriptions reading "Shelah Waters - 1869" and "Millard Fillmore + Stacy." They lead guests among stalagmites and stalactites to a sound-and-light show that dramatically retells Bible stories, or into a domed hall that houses a hand-cut crystal chandelier rescued from a historic Brooklyn theater. It's in this last space that staffers organize banquets, weddings, and monthly live bluegrass concerts, or hold burial services for broken fax machines. They also lead visitors through the tight passageways of lesser-seen cavern segments during daytime or overnight spelunking trips.
In the deep, dark heart of Chapel Hill Haunted Woods, a specter searches for the head he lost many years ago. This unnamed and hatless figure commands a phalanx of frightful creatures, all of whom await to spook daring visitors every Saturday in October. A chorus of screams emitted from the treetops assures guests they've arrived at the right spot. Once on the path, they'll have to navigate the terrifying trails if they hope to make it out alive, calling upon every ounce of bravery as they snake past a pit of snakes and cross a slender wooden bridge that conceals unspeakable horrors. All proceeds from the frightful enterprise benefit the Young Farmers and Ranchers program, which funds scholarships and targets childhood hunger in the area.