Soar like an eagle into a family-oriented amusement park nestled in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains, where the scent of cinnamon bread drifts through the air and coaster screams echo off the hills.
Welcome to Dollywood, a home away from home.
Throughout my childhood, my parents traveled south to Tennessee with my sisters and me, always prepared for fun-filled weekends.
Over the years, the park has expanded and evolved with the times. Even today, I would still say it is one of the most family-oriented amusement parks I have ever visited. Still, I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss parts of the past, the Dollywood of my childhood. Some of my fondest memories are tied to rides and shows that are no longer there.
The Gift of a Childhood
Let’s travel back to a simpler time when being a kid meant having fun and (at least trying) to listen to our parents. That second part may have been more difficult for some of us, but for my family, if we knew a trip was coming, especially to Dollywood, we tried our best to stay on their good side.
Growing up, my family didn’t have much, but my parents made the most of what we had. They always found a way to take us on vacations. Many years, they even managed to buy us season passes so we could visit more than once. As a child, I didn’t realize how hard they worked to make those days happen. Now, I am incredibly thankful for the sacrifices they made to see their daughters smile.
My mom always got the Gold Pass, while the rest of us would get the regular season pass. Yes, it was for the free parking and the ten percent discount on food and merchandise during that time period, but we only needed one. Some might call it being cheap, but I see it now for what it was: wise and practical. When money was tight, my parents found ways to make things work.
When Dreamland Still Stood
Dollywood has not always looked the way it does today. There were rides and areas that have long since disappeared but remain vivid in my memory.
One section I miss most is Dreamland Forest. As a child, it felt magical. Today, I probably wouldn’t enjoy it as much as an adult, but I would have loved to see my niece and nephews faces when they saw it. From the beehive foam-ball shooters to Bullfrog Creek’s water play area and the incredible treehouse, it was the highlight of many childhood visits.
I remember my mom sitting at the bottom of the hill, sunglasses on, purse tucked beside her, waving every time we ran past like we hadn’t just seen her two minutes earlier. She made sure we had enough to drink, stayed warm in the winter and cool in the summer, and had everything we needed. She only rode a few rides, as roller coasters were not her thing, but seeing the excitement on her daughters’ faces was enough for her. My dad, on the other hand, was right there with us, shooting foam balls and riding coasters without hesitation.
One of my sister’s favorite rides was the Mountain Slidewinder, also located in Dreamland Forest. I was never much of a water-ride person, so I would sit with my mom or play nearby while my sisters and dad climbed to the top before sliding back down.
Other things I miss include Dolly’s Closet, the Dreamland Drive-In show at the Pines Theater, and the Chasing Rainbows museum. While I cherish those memories, I know I wouldn’t change anything. I just wish my niece and nephews could have experienced that version of Dollywood too.
Then and Now
Dollywood is still a big part of my life. I don’t visit every year, but I’ve gone often enough that it still feels like home. Even with all the changes, the atmosphere has remained. It’s not just an amusement park with rides and attractions, it’s a place that brings families together. Even on Sundays the park hosts church services for visitors.
The park cannot stay the same forever. It has to grow. Yet somehow, it has managed to evolve without losing its heart.
Rides that have stood strong through the years include Blazing Fury, Tennessee Tornado, Smoky Mountain River Rampage, and Rockin’ Roadway. These are rides I grew up with and still enjoy today. Tennessee Tornado has always been one of my favorites. I remember one day when my sister and I rode it nearly ten times in a row. It remains one of my most unforgettable Dollywood memories.
Newer favorites include Wild Eagle, Mystery Mine, Lightning Rod, and Big Bear Mountain. I vividly remember when Lightning Rod first opened. I overheard it mentioned on a worker’s radio while I was in the restroom with my mom. She saw the look on my face and knew exactly what I was thinking. I ran outside to tell my sisters, and we hurried to get in line. It was absolutely worth the wait.
If I had to choose the best ride today, I would say Big Bear Mountain. If you haven’t ridden it yet, I highly recommend taking the expedition to find that bear.
Of course, no Dollywood memory would be complete without mentioning the food.
Beyond the Rides
Amusement park food is never cheap, but we still indulge. Dollywood offers a wide selection, including seasonal specialties that change throughout the year.
One of my favorite spots is Red’s Diner, where I usually order a classic cheeseburger and fries. But no matter how good the meals are, nothing compares to Dollywood’s famous cinnamon bread.
There were times when I had a season pass and would drive to the park just to buy cinnamon bread and then leave. That’s how good it is.
The main place to get it is the Grist Mill, though the line can be long. If it is, try the bakery near the entrance. The wait is often shorter.
Carried in My Heart
Some of my best memories both as a child and now as an adult come from Dollywood. To some, it may be just another theme park. To me, it is something special. It is a place where I can feel like a kid again, no matter my age.
It was never just about the rides or the food. It was about time spent with family.
Is the park perfect? No. No place is. There are things I miss and changes I could do without. But just like people, places grow and change. What never changes are the memories.
For now, Dollywood will always hold a special place in my heart, where family, laughter, and memories come together.
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