Johnsonville State Park

A while back I bought a book by Kelley Roark called Hiking Tennessee. This book has led us to many nice hiking and walking trails, including those at Johnsonville State Historic Park. This park is located about 50 miles west of Nashville on the edge of Kentucky Lake a damned portion of the Tennessee River. We visited during the time that colder parts might call late winter, but I think of as early spring. The buds on trees were just beginning to appear, and the spring flowers were just beginning to push green tips up out of the ground.

Because the book was published over 10 years ago, some of the information is not up to date. The directions on how to get to the park were wonderfully accurate, but they were only from Memphis, and we were coming from Nashville, so this was a bit of a nuisance. The main problem was that the trail map wasn't quite right with regards to the trail head locations.

We parked next to what is called the museum by the park, but the visitor's center by the book, and checked out the civil war era cemetery which is on the map in the book. The cemetery is surrounded by the inner redoubt. The trail we were there to follow in the book is listed as the Johnsonville redoubt trail, known in the park as "trail" on all the signs. If you are wondering what a redoubt is, it is a reinforcing earthwork or breastwork within a permanent rampart according to dictionary.com.

Now, the museum and trail head are on the top of a small but steep wooded hill, by the edge of the lake. According to the book, the trail led around the cemetery, and down the hill, but there was no trail there as far as we could discern. Instead, the was a trail marked simply that, well to the left of the cemetery, and another one labeled "Nature Trail" further still to the left. We decided that "trail" was the right one, and started off. In retrospect, I think that we should have chosen the nature trail. The trail system is a large loop, and the descriptions in the book are in the reverse order if you leave from trail. We wound up returning from a different area completely, and crossing the road and the parking lot to return to our car, so I do not know where "nature trail" goes.

We hiked down off the hill, to an old service road, and from there cut through some brush to reach the rocky beach. At this spot there is a large amount of plastic garbage, broken glass, and shotgun shells. Not exactly what I think of when I think of a park. The explanation for the majority of this material (especially the shotgun shells) is also there on the beach. It is a duck blind, covered over by dry grass and camouflage netting. Inside are a few camp chairs, a small camp stove, and a frying pan, along with dozens of empty soda cans (no alcohol in state parks you know) and some more shotgun shells. While this wasn't the tranquil park experience I was used to, it was still definitely interesting. We walked back up to the service road, and followed it out to what used to be the rail tracks, as it crossed what is now the lake. This long corridor stretches out into the lake, and out at the very end of it is the serene state park feeling. There is no trash there, just the water breaking over the rocks, and some seagulls. From there we followed the old service road back the way we came, to the other end of it.

At this end is a muddy little inlet, which was fantastic, because there were animal footprints everywhere. Several deer, possum, raccoon, heron, and either wild dog or coyote had been there. It may have been a domestic dog, but if so, it was there without its owner; ours were the only human prints. From there, it was back to the trail, and up a very steep hill. From the top we could see a good view of the lake through the trees, which would be blocked later in the year. Then we continued along a ridge for a while, back down a steep incline, into a nice little valley. We saw two red tailed hawks circling overhead, and heard them calling back and forth to each other. Then we saw some squirrels. Eventually we found ourselves headed back towards the railroad end of the service road. We passed through an area where the ground was littered with bits of coal, from what I assume were old shipments on the railroad. Along the banks were the outer redoubts. And beyond them, was a flock of ducks, floating on the lake. Then it was just a short hike back up to the hill to our car.

I really enjoyed this park, because it is nice and quite. Though the trails are not long or difficult, and the parking is ample, there were few people about. There were some kids playing basketball in the parking lot, and a couple fishing on the lake, but there was no one else around. Aside from the trash on the beach, and the fact the museum is closed until next month, the park seems well maintained. All the "trail" signs were new, bright blue with yellow letters. It's close to Nashville, and would be a good destination for a day trip for anyone there. It's also a historic crossroads, as shown by the civil war cemetery, earthworks, and old railroad passageway. There is something even more interesting under the water: Old Johnsonville, which was flooded over when the damn that created Kentucky Lake was built. B+