November 10, 2025 (Mon.) - Snowy Travel to Nashville with a Buc-ee’s Detour.
Today marked our last morning at Tom & Chris’s house. We were sad to say goodbye, but excited to continue our journey. Nashville was our next stop—this time only for a few days instead of our usual week-long stays.
Lynn was up early at 7:00, with Kirk following around 8:30. Since we hadn’t stayed in the RV, it was pretty much prepped and ready to roll. By 10:15 we were on the road, facing a 172-mile drive (about three hours). The weather made it memorable: 31° but feeling more like 17°, with occasional strong winds and light snow flurries. Pulling 20,000+ pounds on slick roads in the wind was no small feat, but the scenery helped—rolling hills lined with trees still holding a touch of autumn orange.
Around 11:30, we spotted signs for Buc-ee’s just nine miles up the road. This time, we weren’t passing it up. It was the perfect lunch stop.
Buc-ee’s, the Texas-born chain of giant travel centers, is famous for spotless bathrooms, endless gas pumps, and quirky snacks like Beaver Nuggets. It’s more than a gas station—it’s a road trip destination with a cult following across the South. (Fun fact: there are no Buc-ee’s in California; the closest one is in Colorado).
Lynn was especially eager to explore. True to reputation, the store was enormous—packed with clothing, food, souvenirs, home décor, Christmas decorations, and every convenience item imaginable. Since we didn’t need fuel, we parked the rig far out in the lot, taking up about eight spaces. Snow was already on the ground, and the temperature had dropped to 28°, feeling like 9°!!! Brrr! Inside, we browsed their massive selection of jerky, candied nuts, bakery treats, and BBQ sandwiches. Lynn checked out the bathrooms too, and they lived up to the hype: huge stalls, spotless floors, and vacancy lights above each door.
After grabbing food and souvenirs, we ate in the truck—Buc-ee’s doesn’t offer indoor seating. By 1:00 we were ready to hit the road again, but Kirk made one last bathroom stop. Just then, the snow came down hard. Walking back through the swirling flakes, bundled up against the cold, he looked like a Yeti in a blizzard—at least according to his brother Ron, who made the quip and had us laughing. Being from Southern California, seeing snow actually falling was a rare treat. It was brief, melting quickly, but still a magical sight. We’ve always said we wanted to experience all kinds of weather, and this time we got snow.
We reached Nashville around 2:00 and checked into Elm Hill RV Resort. Our site sat on a peninsula with stunning views of the J. Percy Priest Lake on both sides. Though it was too cold (35°, feeling like 17°) to sit outside, we enjoyed the scenery from inside with the fireplace glowing. At $130 per night, it was a bit pricey, but for three nights it was worth it—a peaceful spot to relax and soak in a little of Nashville.
Photo note: This post took a while to sort the photos also. Due to crossing time zones from EST to CST, timestamps were yet again off throwing off the chronology!
Weather (Nashville) – High 36*, Low 28*. Winds 12-16 mph with gusts up to 32 mph. No rain but snow! No humidity.
Traffic – None.
Food – Buc-ee’s.
Notable – Snow! Buc-ee’s, Time Change (CST).
