Wears Valley, Tennessee - Geography

Geography

Wears Valley is centered at 35°42′50″N 83°39′11″W / 35.71389°N 83.65306°W / 35.71389; -83.65306 (35.7139, -83.6531). The community covers most of Wear Cove, with the national park boundary comprising the town's entire southern border and the Blount/Sevier county line providing its western border.

U.S. Route 321 / Tennessee State Route 73 is the community's main road, connecting Townsend in the west with Pigeon Forge in east, where it merges with U.S. 441. This section of 321/73 is known as "Wears Valley Road". Lyon Springs Road connects Wears Valley Road with Little River Road inside the national park, crossing the gap between Cove Mountain and Roundtop and emerging at the Metcalf Bottoms picnic area.

When completed, a section of the Foothills Parkway will connect Wears Valley to Walland to the west-northwest. Most of this is finished or nearly so, but the "missing link" section northeast of Townsend must be completed with a series of bridges before this section can open. The section east of Wears Valley (at 321/73) is completely unconstructed, and will not occur in the foreseeable future.

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