Hurricane Mills, Tennessee: KOA Buffalo

Buffalo KOA
473 Barrren Hollow Road
Hurrricane Mills, Tennessee 37078
Telephone: (931) 296-1306
Website: Official listing on KOA site

Tennessee KOA Breakfast
“Coffee, blueberries, green chile, tortillas… I’m still a little bleary-eyed, but I just know I smelled eggs and hash cooking.”

I like KOA Kamping Kabins. The cozy little structures are a good compromise when you and your People want the fun of camping while traveling long distances, but not the trouble of setting up the tent every night in a new location (especially after dark). Pull up, open the cabin door, toss in the sleeping bags, and you’re ready to snooze. The one-room cabin at the KOA in Hurricane Mills, Tennessee, had the same layout as others we’ve visited: queen-size bed with mattress protected in some sort of easily wiped-down covering and bunk beds with same. Some cabins have swings on the front porch; this one had two cheerful red chairs. Outside the bathroom/shower building was a utility sink with dish drainer… meaning no washing dishes at our picnic table with water heated on the Coleman stove after eating a hearty breakfast (see photo). This pleased our cook to no end.

Chaucer, Bronte, and Friend at Tennessee KOA
The Boy and his four-legged friends enjoying KOA’s dog-friendly camping cabins.

Located just off I-40 (exit 143) 65 miles east of Jackson and 65 miles west of Nashville, this dog-friendly KOA campground is a good alternative for where we usually stay when traveling through Tennessee on one of my cross-country treks: namely, the dog-friendly Red Roof Inn in Knoxville.

  • PET POLICY: Policies and fees vary from KOA to KOA, with the caveat being (as almost anywhere you go) that we four-legged guests are well behaved and leashed. At the Buffalo KOA in central Tennessee, there was no additional charge for my sister Brontë and me. The website does mention restrictions on “aggressive breeds,” so call first for details if your road-tripping pooch might conceivably fall into that category. A fenced area with dog toys meant we could romp freely before getting back in the car the next morning. (Per usual, I spent the entire time checking the perimeter for an escape route while the big blonde lab galoofed around.)