About

Carved out of a natural hemlock grove alongside the east fork of the Pigeon River, the parcel became the site of a fisherman’s cabin in 1934. A Canton dentist transferred the property to Gilbert Parris in 1938. His second cousin, Marshall G. Cooper and son, Geoff, had expressed their desire for ownership for many years. The parties struck a deal in 1969.

The cabin was remodeled in 1998 with the addition of a bathroom, laundry room and

Livingroom

Livingroom shows off the wormy chestnut

extended front porch. You may have heard stories of wormy chestnut, the paneling that gives the cabin its character. Over a billion trees were affected by a chestnut blight that spread across the country in the early 1900’s. Many diseased tress were infected by insects, leaving traces that mark the finished wood. Easy for lumbermen and carpenters to work, the wormy wood has become fashionable. The wood is straight-grained, strong, and easy to saw and split. The character of the wood brings a warm, cozy feel to the Cooper Cabin.

Southern Appalachian nights cool a hot summer. Bring a sweater or jacket. 60’s and even 50’s are not unusual for overnight lows on the property snuggled into the hillside next to the East Fork of the Pigeon River. You can hike the headwaters with easy access from the cabin to the Blue Ridge Parkway south of Canton. One of the popular spots for a day hike, The Graveyard Fields valley and the entire north side of the Pisgah Ridge, hold many springs that feed the Middle Prong and East Fork of the Pigeon. Follow it north into Tennessee and you’ll find great outfitters for white water exploring.

Bring your rod, but not the creel. Native and stock trout thrive in the cold mountain

Gone Fishin'

Gone Fishin’

stream and make good sport. We require catch-and-release sport fishing only. For your

dinner pleasure, trout is featured in area restaurants or you can bag trout at nearby Sunburst Trout Farms, one of the country’s finest suppliers.

Back in the cabin, you will be lulled to sleep by the creek’s splashing and dashing. If it rains, enjoy the patters and splatters on the metal roof. It’s the new old-style way to reeeee-laxx in a cabin that gets you away from it all.

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