The pioneer era in American history was visible along the Obed, albeit in small numbers. Most pioneers in eastern Tennessee lived fair distances from the river, but there were some who consistently came to the river for hunting and fishing. After Tennessee became the 16th state in the nation in 1796, many more homesteaders came to the area. Representing their number were nationalities such as the Scotch-Irish, German, French, Irish, and African-Americans.
The log cabin served as the typical abode for these pioneers. Measuring 15 or 20 feet square, the log cabin represented the craftsmanship of the era. The first cabins were made of rounded logs with the bark removed. If a pioneer was fortunate to have several helpers, he could have hewn the logs to make some of them flat, or even square to ensure a snug fit. Most cabins included mud or clay chinking between the logs to serve as insulation against inclement weather. A fireplace was at one end of the cabin, and it was not uncommon to see at least a table and benches inside. The earliest cabins would have a dirt floor, but as time evolved, many had a wooden floor.
By the time the Civil War reached its end in 1865, homesteaders in the area spread out to neighboring towns and distant cities. Industrial growth was becoming visible throughout Tennessee. Railroad lines were becoming more accessible, opening up the opportunities for businesses and travelers alike. Gristmills along the Obed were run by decendents of the Howard and Lilly families (among others). Unfortunately for many settlers, flooding was common along the Obed, and it was floods more than anything else that led to the demise of the local gristmills.
The Obed river is a living reminder of the people who once walked along its banks, as well as the people who continue to do so. Throughout the generations, the Obed has touched the lives of the Native Americans, the pioneers, those living during the burgeoning industrial period of the 20th century, and those comprising the current century of recreational enthusiasts. It is the common thread of those memories which have made the Obed a very special river indeed.