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Appalachian HistoryHart County KYInglês
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Autor Alex Hall

Appalachian History In the 1850s the Louisville and Nashville Railroad pushed south across Kentucky’s limestone barrens toward Tennessee. By 1857 its tracks reached the Green River at Munfordville, where engineer Albert Fink solved the problem of the steep-sided valley with an iron truss bridge roughly 1,800 feet long, an “engineering marvel” of its day.

Appalachian HistoryJohnson County KYInglês
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Appalachian History When the Civil War began, Johnson County sat in the middle of a contested borderland. The Big Sandy River corridor linked the Ohio River to the interior of eastern Kentucky and southwestern Virginia. Control of that valley meant control of roads, river landings, and salt and livestock routes that both armies needed. Most Johnson Countians leaned Union, but loyalties in the hills were complicated.

Appalachian HistoryBath County KYInglês
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Appalachian History In the nineteenth century Bath County sat between Bluegrass farms and the eastern Kentucky mountains. The Licking River cut across its ridges. Stage roads carried travelers to a fashionable mineral resort at Mud Lick, later called Olympian Springs. Soldiers on leave soaked in the sulfur water. Families from Lexington hid there during cholera season. When the Civil War came, that quiet county became a corridor.

Appalachian HistoryRockcastle County KYInglês
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Appalachian History In the fall of 1861 Rockcastle County stood on the edge of a war that had not quite arrived. The county seat at Mt. Vernon sat at the foot of Wildcat Mountain on the road toward London and the Bluegrass. The Rockcastle River wound through steep hills that funneled travel onto a few narrow crossings. For Union and Confederate commanders studying their maps, those crossings and ridges looked like gates.

Appalachian HistoryPulaski County KYInglês
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From the hilltops around Somerset you can still trace the old roads running toward the Cumberland River and the Tennessee line. In the winter of 1861 and the spring of 1863 those roads carried refugee families, hungry cattle, and two very different armies. Pulaski County sat on a military fault line. Whoever controlled Somerset and the fords of the Cumberland controlled the doorway between central Kentucky and East Tennessee.

Appalachian HistoryEstill County KYInglês
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Appalachian History On a hot day in late July 1863, a Confederate cavalry column splashed across the Kentucky River at Irvine and rode straight into local memory. The official records would call it a skirmish. The Kentucky Historical Society marker on Main Street calls it the Battle of Irvine and describes it as the only Civil War battle in the immediate area.

Appalachian Folklore & MythsInglês
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Appalachian Folklore & Myths On paper, the North Bend Rail Trail is a neatly measured thing. The official guides describe a nearly seventy two mile corridor along the old Baltimore and Ohio line from Interstate 77 near Parkersburg to Wolf Summit, with thirteen tunnels, ten of them still passable, and thirty six bridges crossing creeks and hollows between the small towns of Wood, Ritchie, Doddridge, and Harrison counties.

Appalachian Folklore & MythsInglês
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Appalachian Folklore & Myths Where Chiques Creek meets the lower Susquehanna, a wall of pale quartzite rises sharply above the water. Today hikers know it as Chickies Rock County Park in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, a scenic overlook with views of the broad river, rail lines, and bridges below.

Appalachian Folklore & MythsInglês
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Appalachian Folklore & Myths On clear evenings along the high ridges of western North Carolina, it is easy to see why people imagine something watching from the spruce and fir. The Great Balsam Mountains sit between the tourist glow of Asheville and the deep hollers that run toward Cherokee and Sylva, a high, folded country of fog, rhododendron thickets, and black bear sign.