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This is a rather whimsical story about why my families country home is now called "Devil Mountain."



Up until 2005 my family held a country estate in the small town of Beechgrove, TN. This lovely home was placed on top of a 600' high hill surrounded by thick forests, deep valleys and clear rivers.



From time to time we would leave the city and move to "the Country Place" but during the move back to the city one year things took a horrible turn.



It was in January and the weather had been very nice and warm, however the weekend we decided to move it began to rain.



We drafted the use of family and friends with an envoy of a truck, car and van. Why didn't we simply rent trucks? Because that would have been to easy.



The house was positioned back away from the main road (which was little more than mix of gravel and pavement) and in the midst of a small field which recently had all the trees removed.



It rained somewhat hard during the night but in the morning it had stopped except for the occasional sprinkle. However, due to the terrain, the large amounts of flat land which rapidly descend into valleys make for a perfect funnel and massive localized flooding...of the roads.



As we began to move the ground was wet and the roads slick but nothing too bad to handle. Around 1pm however the rain picked up and came down hard for about 45 min.



Once it stopped we started moving again. My brothers truck was in the back making trips from behind the house to the road and back to the city. As it was going back behind the house the truck got stuck, the ground was beginning to push up the recent water.



We tried to get the truck unstuck when there was a loud grinding noise, the transmission burnt out.



So until we were able to get it fixed we turned our focus onto our friends van in the front of the house.

Let me now say that we didn't have any paved paths only gravel. As the van pulled up for another load we noticed it looked a little close to the ground, we tried backing it up but all that did was make an even larger hole in the gound.



After around 10 min. the hood of the van was now inside our yard. We called a tow truck to pull the van out but even though it was on a thick gravel bed it to got stuck. It took over an hour and several 2x4's to get the tow truck out.



Once we got the tow truck out, it got the van out BUT now the van had to park a distance away from the house in order to keep it safe.



So now the gods turned their attention to my car. I was making my way up the steep road to the house when a wall of water came flooding down the passage and knocked the car half way off the road, totally screwing the spark plugs.



It took a total of 3 more days to get all the vehicles out and running again.



After that wet and dreadful day "the Country Place" became known as "Devil Mountain."

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Sinora
22:17 Apr 20 2008

A myth is born lol

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