Eagles Nest Campground (Pigeon Forge, Tennessee)
Good Passport America PriceClose To All The Action
Few Garbage ReceptaclesNo Dog Off Leash Area
3.0Tammy's Tally

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Dates of Stay: September 11 – 19, 2016

Confederate flags fly at some of the campsites. A woman yells accusations at office staff after she drove her van into town for the day and they removed her barbecue grill from the campsite for safekeeping. A “Hillary For Prison” sign is erected next to a disintegrating trailer in the corner on the property. A young girl asks to pet the dogs, stating excitedly that her father says she can gave a dog when they move into a house, someday.

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There are many campgrounds to choose from in the Sevierville/Pigeon Forge/Gatlinburg area. My friend and I chose Eagle’s Nest because it takes Passport America with few restrictions, and $24 per day is an awesome price for that area. This is an old-school set up, so don’t expect lots of emailing and printed confirmations. Just pick up the phone and call them. They’ll call you back.

The Fun Time Trolley stops directly out front.

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The park is just a few blocks away from the main drag – Parkway. All sites are dirt and gravel. There are a few cabins on the property.

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There are restroom facilities and a laundry room.

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There is a pool and a game room.

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A creek runs alongside the property.

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My biggest complaint about Eagles Nest was the lack of a dog park, even though they could easily have one. Adjacent to the dump station is a partially-fenced area of grass, next door to the game room. With better fencing and actual doors on the fence, it would be a great off-leash area for dogs.

My next biggest complaint was the location of the dumpsters, although in such hot and humid southern weather perhaps it is necessary; they were located in the far corner of the property, not really within walking distance when you’re carrying a heavy bag of garbage. There were no other public garbage cans on the property anywhere. We got in the habit of putting the garbage bag on the hood of the car and driving it over when we were leaving the park for sightseeing for the day. On the couple of occasions that I attempted to walk it over, a nice gentleman who lived on the premises put the bag in his golf cart and drove it over for me.

Wi-Fi was spotty, and there were no cable hookups. With no digital TV channels in that area, be prepared to read a book if you don’t have a satellite dish!