It never ceases to amaze me how closer together some
states are in the Eastern United States! We can drive for 500 miles and never leave
Oregon! Just over half of that today and
we were in four different states!
But at first, we wondered if we
would go anywhere today. The rain picked
up again last night, thunderstorms again around midnight and 2am, then rain
again in the morning. We debated and
decided to let the weather make the choice for us! Around 9:30 the blue skies appeared with some
white clouds, the rain had stopped and we started packing up! I like it when God makes things so very
Left Jenny Wiley around 10:30 and
headed south on US 23 toward the Virginia border. We didn’t expect the good quality of the four
lane road, but we also weren’t prepared for the steepness of the hills! I definitely got the feeling we were leaving
the rolling hills of central Kentucky and entering the Appalachian
Gas Buddy had showed Pikesville gas
at around $2.10 a gallon, but we didn’t find anything close to that! Ended up with a trip high of $2.36!! Good thing we only needed just over half a
tank! Went into the Food City to pick up
a coffee and found the price of it just as high! Quick!
Time to get out of town!
We drove into Virginia, climbing
steeply to the top of a 4000’ (roughly) summit.
At the very top are two gas stations selling for $1.99 a gallon! Go figure!
We are only in Virginia for 60 miles – all of it up and down. The air quality is not great….hazy
vistas. Over another crest and back into
Tennessee at the town of Kingsport. We
hoped to gas us here, but found ourselves out of town before we knew it. US 23 turned into I-26 at this point and any
gas advertising on the highway was nil and I didn’t have any wifi on the phone
to check ahead. So….we finally pull off
in Johnson City around 1:20….the truck needs food and we need food! We gas up and then pull under a tree in the
Walmart parking lot to grab some lunch from the trailer.
And then it is my turn to
drive! It is another 35 miles or so to
the North Carolina border and then about 40 more down into Asheville. Lots of route changes around Asheville, but
Rick gets me in the right place at the right time. I can’t say it was my most enjoyable driving,
but good for me to do it on occasion. We
are on I-40 heading west briefly before taking off on US74 west toward Sylva
and Bryson City. We pass the exit to
Sylva. We’ll come back to that on
Sunday! Another 20 miles takes us to
Bryson City where we exit to follow the directions to the campground, just 2+
miles off the highway.
What a winding, narrow 2 plus miles
they are! In one place I think the road
was only 1.5 lanes wide. I just thank
God that I didn’t meet another trailer or RV coming down!! Told Rick HE was driving the trailer back out
We find the little Presbyterian
Church in Bryson City
The brook runs right behind the trailer.
Campground is rustic, but a peaceful
setting and we have a spot that backs up to the little creek. I love going to sleep at night to the sound
of a babbling brook! We get set up and
then drive back into Bryson City to grab a bite to eat, mail postcards, and get
the lay of the land. We have some exploring
to do in the next couple of days!
Gorgeous iris in campground
I am thrilled to find that the internet
works amazingly well, even from my more remote site! Good thing because the cell service isn’t so
Hiking in the Deep Creek area,
Smoky National Park
Road to Nowhere Drive
Buttercups at the camp-
Ah, a good night’s sleep! No thunderstorms or lightning, no rain, just
the gentle babble of our little brook behind us! I didn’t get up until nearly 7 and Rick had a
leisurely morning as well! By 10 we were
ready to start some action. The weather
is supposed to deteriorate tomorrow afternoon, so we wanted to get our hiking
in today! There are great trails close
by that enter into the National Park just a few miles from Bryson City. Perfect!
Going into the park!
We drive back into town and then to
the end of West Deep Creek Road. A
trailhead gives us several loop options
for a hike. We decide to go with the 4.5
mile loop that will take us past all three waterfalls, plus get a good climb
and a little mileage in as well. The
trail is wide and well graded, although our first mile or so is on the horse
trail which will loop us around to Juney Whank Falls. The forest is beautiful with the sunlight
filtering through newly opened leaves.
The rhododendrons are early – we can barely make out buds on a few. Lots of wild geranium pink though. We have a small map that SHOULD have been
enough, if we had actually followed the signs instead. But no, we were trying to make the map make
sense, so….we took a wrong turn. The
trail quickly deteriorated into a leaf covered path that climbed steeply up a
ridge along a small creek. (We later
learned Hammer Creek). It was obvious it
wasn’t well trod because Rick was busting through lots of cobwebs! Between a half and ¾ of a mile and after a
VERY steep section, we suddenly find ourselves at an opening with three
headstones. Violeta Wiggins, Theodore
Wiggins, and Guy Wiggins. No dates, but
simple square stones. After that the
trail petered out. At that point we
finally decided we really were on the wrong trail! This was not going to loop around at
all! So….back down!
We figured out our mistake (and the
confusing map) and decided we had already hiked an additional amount with good
elevation gain, so let’s now take the shorter of the two loops! We crossed over the Deep Creek bridges and in
a short distance found Indian Creek Falls.
Beautiful wide cascades. The main
trails here are old roads, so very wide!
Kids are tubing down the creek from here on down and there are lots of
hikers. We found some different sorts of
trilliums – the flowers grow UNDER the three leaves!
Overall, I saw the wild
Wildflowers and Critters on trail
buttercups, Solomon’s seal, vanilla leaf, phlox, violets of white and purple
nature, the trilliums, and fleabane. We
also had a deer walk right up to us on the trail, saw a river otter, a
centipede, cardinals, and a very dead turtle in the middle of the trail
(cemetery section!) Not a bad day for
We drove back out past old farms and
homes on East Deep Creek Road and headed into town and up the Road to
Nowhere. This road actually leads up to
the high school and many homes, but then enters the national park. The road now goes through the park for
another 7 miles to deadend at the entrance to a tunnel. Trails take off from this point into the
remote sections of the national park backcountry.
Entrance to tunnel at end of Road to Nowhere
Why a road that doesn’t go past the
tunnel built for it? In the 1940’s the
TVA built a large dam on the Little Tennessee River that formed Fontana
Lake. County road 288 used to travel to
several small towns that were flooded when the lake was filled. The road was covered up in many sections. The government promised a new road. With a great deal of negotiations,
environmental problems (the tunnel revealed an acidic soil released that would
have killed much of the area), 60 years later….just the 7 miles were
built. The county settled with the
national park service for 50 some million dollars over a 10 year period. The national park boundaries were extended to
the lake shore. (Apparently the park
never really wanted the area.) That is a VERY brief summary of a complicated
The end of the road....trails.
We walked through the quarter mile
long tunnel. It was very black
inside! Found the trails at the other
end. Considerable graffiti mars the walls
and face of the entrances. Beautiful
stonework. There are dozens of small
family cemeteries scattered throughout the hills above the lake that are rather
inaccessible now. Driving back we
stopped to look down at Fontana Lake – at least a couple arms of it! It is a huge sprawling reservoir.
One arm of Fontana Lake.
Back to Bryson City. Rick goes into the pizza place for a cold beer
while I stop in at three shops to browse for abit. Back to grab my cold glass of wine and we
enjoy a appetizer together. Rick was
having fun getting caught up on the sports news at the bar.
When we arrive at the campground we
find several tents and an Airstream trailer have joined us along the
creek. Quiet evening though.
Nantahala Gorge & Stecoah Artists
Today was a day for driving tours! And the weather is supposed to turn WET by
the end of the day. (In fact, as I write
at 5:15pm, it is a veritable downpour outside.
I am feeling sorry for those tent campers at the moment! A bit of a thunderstorm is rolling through
and that rain that makes the Smoky Mts. such a lush forest is accumulating!)
Sections of Nantahala River, bamboo, and
kudzu! Plus a rhoddie in bloom!
We took off for the kayak famous
Nantahala Gorge, an 8 mile stretch of the river known for a steady water flow
(dam controlled) and white water. I can’t
say we SAW stretches of good rapids – the river seemed pretty mild to us. But rafting companies abound and people were
taking off for trips. Right in the
center of town the ‘gates’ are up for kayak competitions. The railroad tours right along this stretch
of river. We got out at the first
parking spot available and walked back along the river toward the ‘hubbub’
section. A look around, and then we
drive on down to the put-in park.
Interesting history on the settler populations and the Cherokee ‘removal’
of 1838. I was fascinated by a thick
stand of bamboo bordering the park – some so big I couldn’t put my hand around
it. Where did this come from? It isn’t native I don’t think!
We turn up Hwy 129 to the little
town of Robbinsville. It is a mecca for
the motorcycle crowd, as all these little curvy mountain roads attract cyclists
like crazy. There are even campgrounds
and resorts JUST for motorcycle riders.
We stopped at Wendy’s to grab a bite to eat. My stomach was a little weird (I suspect my
egg mixture has spoiled from the up and down temps in the fridge) so I just had
a frosty. Rick had a more normal
meal! Also took the opportunity with
some cell coverage to call his brother Rob just to check in before Rob and
Karen head down on Tuesday.
Stecoah: view from gap, cross where AT crosses road, Stecoah buildings in decay; quaint buildings.
Then it is over Stecoah Gap (8%
grade on either side!) and past the Appalachian Trail to the little community
of Stecoah. This is now well known as a
little artisan village. The school was
closed in the 1990’s and turned into a community art center. The auditorium is used for plays and
concerts, they have a little café, art classrooms, and a large gift
gallery. We poked around for nearly an
hour, as there was also a good history of the Cherokee people from the
area. I wanted to buy something, and we finally found a little nativity
nightlight from stained glass for a reasonable price! Perfect!
Back to the trailer around
2:15. I tumbled into bed for a long rest
and read to finish my book. I did rest
my eyes a little. Around 4 the raindrops
started falling, first very lightly and gently.
Then circa 5:15 the heavens opened and it rained HARD! Some of the tenters, I believe, went up and
rented one of the little cabins for the night.
They have a Chinese Laundry out front with everything hanging from the
Our creek is a little fuller and
muddier, but the rain has tapered off. A
nice coolness to the air, although the trailer still says 71 degrees
Tomorrow we drive over to our week
long stay at Fort Tatham RV Park south of Sylva. Addendum: Two more heavy rainstorms during the night, but only a couple rolls of thunder. We are dry!!!
Bryson City to Sylva, NC
Well, this was a strenuous travel
day!! We had to be out of Smokey
Mountain Meadows by noon and I think we pulled out at 11:30! Good timing to avoid the church traffic
coming up the hill, however! (Altho I
did say a little prayer as we headed out that we won’t encounter any uphill
traffic on the way down….and God provides!)
Couple more heavy rain storms during
the night but no thunderstorms nearby.
But by the time we were ready to pack up, the sky even had some patches
We drove through downtown Sylva,
just to get the lay of the land. Cute
little town with an awesome courthouse set up on a hill. It was behind me so I couldn’t get a very
good picture. Actually, it looks like a
picture of the trailer tipping over and the courthouse tower sticking up from
We stopped at the Walmart to pick up
some groceries and then found the windy little cut-off road to take us back
over to US23 south to our campground. It
is not the fastest cut-off and definitely not convenient for heading south as
we had to head north and make a U-turn to head south! Hmmmm.
Fountain pond across from campsite.
No one in the office at Fort Tatham,
but as I am calling with Rick’s phone, we see the information on the counter
with REMBOLD written across it and site #35.
I did talk with Paula, however, and she said her husband was somewhere
on the grounds. He came down as we were
backing in. A short site, but right on
the creek, so once again the beds are close to the white music of the
water! By the time you add the splash of
the fountains in the pond across from us, you think it is raining all the
time! Only in the trailer, you can
definitely tell when RAIN is hitting the roof!
Our home for the next week.
A lazy afternoon. Rick has cell coverage, I do not. So we use his phone to call Moms. Short walks around the park, which is half
short-term sites like ours, and many full-time park model trailers. New owners.
Bathrooms are immaculate and grounds well maintained. Internet, however, has been very spotty so
far, and no cable TV. Rick was disappointed. We did find a TV up in the lounge, rec
room. He might not have a lot of
competition for it! Lots of books for
My bed once again hangs over a stream - this one doesn't babble, it sounds more like steady rainfall!
But we did pull out the little
electric grill tonight and actually cook a dinner meal! We had picked up some huge chicken breasts
which I cut into tenders and marianated.
Along with a sweet tater and some very moist and seedy bread, we dined
I tried re-booting my phone and got
coverage! AT&T, but at least I could
call Marg back!
Hiawasee, Georgia Excursion
Circa 110 miles
Off on another adventure today to
the state of Georgia! It is just an hour
drive south (about 50 miles) from Fort Tatham and just across the Georgia-North
Carolina border. The surprise of the
trek was the up and down nature of the road.
These mountain ranges must not run in an east-west corridor where you
can drive up a river valley. No….up one
hill to a ‘Gap’ and then down, only to climb back up again. Each seems to be at least 6% grades and many
are 8%! Again…at one of the Gaps, the
Appalachian Trail intersected the road.
The clouds of the morning were eerie – at one lookout we had a view over
the tops of the clouds to a sea of green islands. On another section of road we were IN the
cloud. But… no rain!
Rick, Margaret, Elizabeth and Ron
We pulled into the Hamilton Gardens
exactly at 10am! Ron, Margaret, and
Elizabeth were waiting for us (we might have been early, but we missed the turn
the first time! Oops!) The gardens sit
atop a hill overlooking Lake Chatague, a reservoir of the Hiwassee River. (Don’t ask me why, but it is Lake Hiwassee,
Hiwassee River, but the town of HiAwassee!)
Many of the rhododendrons were transplanted here over 20 years ago. The hillside sloping down to the lakeshore is
literally covered with trees, moist forest underplants such as trilliums,
Solomon’s seal, columbine, etc., and hundreds of rhododendrons and azaleas of
every imaginable color, size, and variety.
No entry fee this year as they are in the process of trying to upgrade
some areas. We made a donation, but I
was sorry they didn’t have a little shop because I would have liked to purchase
a few postcards and a souvenir pin!
Hamilton Garden flowers
We wandered the trails…all of
them! None of them long, but just wide
easy graded paths winding through the flowers.
Memorial benches are EVERYWHERE!
No lack of a place to sit down and just enjoy the view, rest, or
meditate. We wandered, took a TON of
pictures (we gals, Rick and Ron just looked!) and exclaimed over the colors or
size or details here and there!
Me and my big sister!
Back for lunch in the shelter at the
top of the hill – Margaret had packed sandwiches, and I had brought fruit and
chips. No one starved! Then we attempted to plan our next move and
found a short mile hike close by. But by
the time we drove over, the rain started to fall and a rumble or two of
thunder. We decided right along a lake
wasn’t the best place to be caught in a T-storm. So…a drive through ‘downtown’ Hiawassee which
didn’t really reveal a place to window shop, gift stores, etc. No museum or craft market. So…we ended up at McDonald’s, Rick and I
bought everyone hot fudge sundaes, and we sat and talked for another hour! Lots of exciting things happening at the
Georgia Mountain Fairgrounds, just not on the first Monday of May! The Eggfest is in two weeks! What in the world is an eggfest? I don’t know!
But it sounds interesting!
Caught on the rock!
`So around 2:45, Taylors headed
south and we went north! I drove Rick
and I back up to Fort Tatham, this time taking the bypass through Franklin just
to check out the town. Hoping to find
the little brewery Rick wanted to visit or the Scottish Tartan Museum I would like
to see. No such luck. Home at our little trailer by 4.
Evening spent reading, listening to
two more thunderstorms hit between 6:30 and 10pm and once again going to bed to
the sound of the pitter patter of raindrops!
Rick escaped for awhile to watch the Pirates on TV up in the rec
room/lounge. He came back AFTER the
deluge but still in a good rain.
Tomorrow we head toward Asheville,
Montreat, and perhaps a journey along the Blue Ridge Parkway on a section we
haven’t done before. Should be exciting!
Raindrops keep falling every
Blue Ridge Parkway-Appalachian Folk
Circa 210 miles
Wow! We did a
lot of miles today for a non-travel day!!
And except for a short 8 mile section, ALL of it was on non-interstate,
much of it two lane back country roads!
Our circle route for the day of SW North Carolina!
We left around 9 heading up to Sylva
and a short drive to the entrance to the Blue Ridge Parkway section south. Three years ago we did the north section from
here to the entrance to Smoky Mt. National Park. This time we wanted to do the longer 65 mile section
to the Folk Art Center outside of Asheville.
The morning was cloudy, but the rain had stopped and blue sky was even
poking through in places! As I went to
take my first picture, I realized I had left the media card in the laptop after
drawing this morning’s picture.
ARGH!!! The spare is NOT in the
glove compartment, so I will have to use the phone today!
I have to confess...I didn't take this picture. Just this is what it WOULD have looked like!
So…our drive up and up, then down,
then up and around, was in a fog much of the beginning. There were overlooks everywhere, but looking
out on a white world. At times, we would
drive above the clouds, but most of the time we were in them – at least on the
first half of the drive. Walls and walls
of rhododendrons on steroids – HUGE trees of rhoddies. Some of the azaleas were in bloom, but the
rhododendrons need another month to be in full bloom. It was beautiful and
few parkway facts gleaned from the internet:
in 1935, finished in 1987 with the Linn Viaduct in NC (which we traversed in
hundred sixty nine miles through Virginia and North Carolina
point is 6053’ at Balsam, NC (which we went over today!)
are 27 tunnels, of which 26 are in North Carolina. All are through solid rock. (We went through
at least 10 of them today!)
are 168 bridges and 6 viaducts.
speed limit is never more than 45 mph, and sometimes slower.
is the most visited National Park in the country with 19 million guests a year.
Typical views for first half of drive
on Blue Ridge Parkway
We pulled off at Graveyard Fields,
site of a violent wind storm that broke off trees, leaving ‘marker’ stumps
covered with moss – until a 1925 fire burned everything and sterilized the
soil. Trees in places have recovered
over the past 90 years to about ten feet tall.
Lots of trails available if you want to hike from nearly every
Barren landscape of Graveyard Fields
Fortunately, the skies have
cleared somewhat and we have good views for the rest of the drive!
The parkway was a nice route through
the busier sections of southern Asheville as we wound through the trees to the
Folk Art Center at MP385. This is the
single most visited site on the BRP. My
only regret here is I can’t take pictures
and some of the artwork is
incredible. I found a print I loved with
a quote on the pines. Sadly it was
$265. (And no notecards available in
that design!) Bird sculptures made from
pinecones – so realistic and animated!
Needlework, wood carvings, paintings, basketry, you name it – artists from
all over the country have work showing, but largely over 900 artists from the
southeast US. Nothing very cheap! So we visited the national park gift shop
instead and picked up some Christmas ideas!
Entry arch to Montreat
Out highway 70 toward Montreat! We stop at Burger King for a quick bite to
eat, and then attempt to find a road that at least indicates ‘Montreat’ on the
sign! Finally stop at a visitor center
to inquire! The nice lady assures me we
were on the right path and we head up the road!
Part of the confusion is that Montreat is a town, a conference center,
AND a college all wrapped up in the same location. Buildings are shared at
View across lake from shops
times, but belong to
one or the other. The college area was
busy as folks are starting to arrive for the graduation this coming weekend. The conference
center was hosting a ‘recreation
and arts’ conference (that sounded interesting!) You enter through a set of rock arches that look like a giant M.
We found the Moore Center (online search had revealed it was the site of the
gift shop and Thousand Villages store!).
We explored both stores and asked a lot of questions about the
Four inch high iris!
Since it was 2:30 by the time we
left the shops, Rick suggested we take a hike on the grounds rather than trying
to hit the waterfalls on the way home.
At Woodword Falls in Montreat
Great idea! We drove on up the
main road more, past the hotel and ‘lake’ (very small!), and to a series of
trailheads at the upper end of the road.
We found a 2 mile loop that traversed 4 different trail sections and
visited a waterfall. It was mostly in
deep woods walled with rhododendrons (again, not in bloom yet!) Did find some tiny iris blooming! And warnings about picking galax. The
trails are all on Montreat property. We
had NO idea what galax was! (Google
later reveals a woodland plant that is being overpicked for sale to florists. I don’t think we saw any!)
Whiteface Mountain near Highlands, NC
Time to head home! We don’t want to take the expressways or interstate
through Asheville. It is nearly 4:30 and
getting close to rush hour time. So a
few miles on 70 and I-40 take us to US280 and travel southwest toward Brevard,
NC. There I told Rick I would drive for
awhile. Little did I know what I was
saying! US Route 64 from Brevard to
Franklin, NC is the curviest section of road we have traveled this trip! Tight curves!
Up and over ridges and through gaps.
Past small villages and huge resorts, golf courses, and housing buried
deep in wooded hills. I would laugh
because the 55 mph speed (rare!) was immediately followed by ‘Slow to 20 for
curve’. The lowest speed curve was a
posted 15mph! I haven’t driven a road
like that in years! We opted to stay on
64, thinking it would smooth out toward Franklin and was a more major road than
107 heading north to Sylva, but…. I think 107 followed a river more so it might
have been the smarter choice. It was
only 2 miles shorter though. Oh well –
We got home at 7:20, VERY
ready for a bite to eat! I spend part of
the evening trying unsuccessfully to get my phone pictures to transfer to the
laptop. Internet won’t do it, direct
cable doesn’t seem to work – or I don’t know how!
After a cloudy morning, the day sure
cleared off nicely! It is forecast to be
at least 10 degrees cooler tonight!
Visit to 'The Cabin' - Rob & Karen!
A night without raindrops? Yes!!!
I sit typing looking out my window at the sun rising over the hilltop,
the sounds of the stream and fountain musical against the trucks on the
Good news from bad news! In trying to open an email from Katy, I got
my phone to sync and yesterday’s photos are now loading! But prayers are on the wind for Mike and
The 'cabin' Robs rented for the week.
We spend most of the morning
cleaning house, fixing Rick’s window shade, repacking under the seat, and
unwinding. Rick calls Rob and sets up an
11:30a time to meet them, see the house, and then go to lunch together.
Back again. A good day!
We met Rob at the Holiday Inn where he led us up the steep and windy
road to the top of the mountain behind the inn (or at least it seemed like the
top!) to the house he and Karen have
rented for the week. And what a log
cabin it is! Lodge is more like it. Only 3 bedrooms, but it will sleep 12 plus
two couches! Rob, Karen, Meg, Kurt, and
most of Karen’s family will be staying there.
They are hosting a huge party on Friday night (circa 80
I think my favorite is the rock breakfast bar!
the two decks, game room, and large main floor will be welcome! Let’s just hope for warm dry weather! (But not HOT!) The house is surrounded by trees, but you do
have a view out one side to distant green hills. Rick and Rob took the truck back down to the
gates to pick up the flowers that had been delivered and left there. Karen and Meg were in town having manicures
when we arrived.
Rob drove the four of us down the
hill to meet Karen and Meg at Kostas, a Greek restaurant in Dillsboro. We had a great meal. I tried something new – a Gyros Sandwich,
which was beef and lamb, onions and tomatoes, with a tzatziki sauce (Greek
yogurt and cucumber). I opted for fruit
instead of French fries. (I’m TRYING!) I
really enjoyed getting to know Kurt, Megan’s significant. He is a postman in Pittsburgh and very easy
View from upper deck down to the flower
processing. Fiance Kristen is far right.
Then we met Kristen, her sister
Amber, and Heather a good friend from Oregon!
They had driven up to Sylva to process the flowers and check on a few
other details. We helped cut the ends
and put them in water. She will be
getting another shipment tomorrow.
A chance to just sit and visit with
Rob and Karen for awhile before we left.
They had errands to run and were driving Meg into Asheville tonight for
Kristen’s bachelorette party. (Two
friends are pregnant, so Kristen said it would be pretty mellow!)
Abandoned barn on walk
Back at the trailer and we took a
short walk up the road and hill from the campground – there are more houses
back there than you can imagine. Some
very old and others newer. A little
creek runs down along the road. We went
until the road ended in a driveway or at a gate to Cove Creek ‘Estates’ (I don’t
think developed yet!)
Agh….raindrops are falling, but at
least they are again falling at night!
Forecast is for much cooler tonight.
Might have to get the heater
out,….just in case. We stowed the heavy
sleeping bag away so no chance there!
Brrr!! It did
cool down again last night – trailer was a brisk 46 when I got up this
morning. We had every blanket on the
bed, but did NOT get out the heater. I
might change my mind about that for tonight!
Hopefully things will warm up before Saturday’s wedding, but today was
forecast to be cool and rainy off and on.
Lower Cullwohee Falls
Hence….we didn’t get moving too
fast! But finally around 11 we head down
the road toward Franklin with the intention of waterfalls, lunch, and the
Thankfully Rick got to drive the
windy stretch of 64 today, at least for the 7 miles of twisty we had to drive
to get to Dry Falls. We stopped enroute
at Cullowhee Gorge to see the lower falls.
Dry Falls was awesome. About 75’
drop and the trail down goes behind the falls.
WET! Plenty of water pouring over
Back into Franklin and we cased out
the downtown. Found the Tartan Museum on
Main Street and then backtracked to the La Casa Restaurante to enjoy a Cinco de
Mayo lunch! We both brought home
leftovers for tomorrow! I tried a
Quesadilla Pizza which was quite good!
Rick walks behind the falls
The Tartan Museum was
fascinating. Rick went into the gift
shop with me, but declined to pay the $2 admission into the downstairs
museum. Mostly it was a history of
tartans and the garments of the Highland Scots (the lowlanders didn’t wear the
same outfits!) North Carolina has one of
the highest concentrations of residents with Scottish-Irish-Celtic backgrounds. I read through the description of how to turn
the 5 yard long piece of fabric into the ‘skirt’ and pack, or in cooler weather
to drape the remainder over the shoulders, etc.
There are different pleats patterns for the kilt as well as
tartans. The tartan plaids were not
specific to a certain clan until well into the 1800’s. I picked up a few treasures from the gift
shop and then met Rick back down at the book store where he had been
Highland Tartan wear
A long HOT shower plus discussions
with the campground manager (and a refund on our overpayment!). Around 6:30 we met Rob and gang back at Kosta’s
Greek restaurant for dinner. Megan and
Kurt are in Charlotte at Matt’s bachelor party.
First time Mom has been together with three of her sons and wives since
Pop’s service in 2010! We got a table
out in the patio area, but Mom was RIGHT under the heater so she was warm
enough! Good meal and we visited for two
hours! Fun to just listen to the ‘boys’
reminisce – and everyone giving Randy a bad time about his eating habits (or
Time to hit the sack!
Wedding Welcome Dinner
Today truly was a lazy day! We hung around the campground and did
laundry! Light rain early in the morning
and then the skies cleared. Still cool,
but the sun is shining. Rick took a walk
in early afternoon. We visited with a
seasonal gal doing her laundry as well.
I started checking for campgrounds for the trip home!
We left around 3 to pick up wine and
ice at Wal-Mart and then truck up the hill to the cabin. The welcome dinner started at 6 but we wanted
to make our delivery and then get the truck parked out of the way out of the
driveway and down the hill. Talked with
Grandma and Patty for abit, and then offered for Rick and I to take Sadie on a
walk before the festivities really started.
Rick and I headed UP the hill toward
the top, finding three more very nice ‘cabins’ along the way! Most of these are rented out through the
agency. The hill is steep!! Last two roads we traveled were gravel, not
paved. A little good exercise before the
Rob, Meg, Matt, and Karen
….which was delicious!! The caterers were two guys, John and Ron, who
brought in BBQ pork, chicken, mac & cheese, cole slaw, fruit salad, baked
beans, and two huge veggie and fruit trays with dips. Rob and Karen had provided the beer, pop, and
waters. Rick and I picked up 4 1.5
liters of wine and someone in Kristen’s family showed up with another 6 large
bottles! Plenty!! (In fact, Rick brought home our unopened
Merlot!) Grandma had spent the morning
making scotcheroos – enough for 80!! The
same caterers are doing the wedding today, so I know the food will be great!
Kurt and Megan
Rick took the van keys from Matt and
Rob so they could enjoy their guests and he made two trips down the hill to
pick people up and another two trips taking folks back down to the hotel. The Holiday Express had nicely agreed to let
people park there and get picked up for the narrow twisty road to the top of
the mountain. Same hotel where Mom, Ran,
and Patty are staying. On his last trip
to bring people up, Rick was followed by a truck that had a full cab load AND
the pickup bed filled! Lots of Matt and
Kristen’s friends from grad school, Matt’s from Cinci, and Chicago friends made
the trip to NC for the wedding. It was a
great gathering of young people, relatives, etc. Karen’s two sisters, plus two of her brothers
came, Kristen’s aunts and uncles, both of her grandparent sets, plus all of us
Rembolds. Got a few pictures, but never
one of Kristen and Matt together! (They
were making the rounds separately most of the evening!)
We stayed until 10:30, however! Late night by the time we got back to the
I’m not sure I could get much lazier
this morning! I didn’t even get ‘dressed’
until I showered at 1:30 to start to get ready for the wedding! I spent time on my prayer drawing, I looked
for campgrounds on line, I finished reading a book. We talked with Luke on the phone as he drove
down to Ontario for tennis, I talked with my mom on the phone.
Pond and azaleas
Megan stands with her brother.
At 4pm we drove the short half mile
down the highway to the turnoff for Betty’s Creek and followed the windy road
up the hill to the Vineyard. A beautiful
setting on the side of the mountain looking to the east and the rolling green
hills. There were two sections of
grapevines, a half dozen small buildings tucked in here and there, and a lodge
and pavilion. The wedding ceremony
itself took place in a grove of trees in from of the wine cellar house, a
towering rock chimney to one side. It
was simple – recorded music. Matt had
just Megan standing by his side. Kristen
three friends – all of whom picked their own dress to wear, as 2 of them were
pregnant! The third was her sister,
Amber. Below and behind them was a
series of ponds and deep orange azaleas in bloom, which reflected in the pond
surface. It was shady and a little
breezy at times, but lovely.
The happy couple!
One part of the ceremony which was a
little different – they had asked two people to give advice on marriage. One was a friend who had just married 7
months ago – a fresh perspective. The
second was Kristen’s grandmother, married for 62 years – what it takes to make
it last. Pretty special.
A wedding kiss...
After the ceremony, while pictures
we being taken, everyone went up to the lodge and the outdoor courtyard for
cocktails, hors d’oervs, and the watching of the Kentucky Derby! Mini hats were available and many of their
wearing bow ties, etc.
Pretty cute! The tables in the pavilion
were set and labeled by the names of previous derby winners and cards with
names and horse winners were available so you knew where to sit at dinner. Rick, Rand, Patty, and I were all at ‘Gallant
Fox’ the 1930 derby winner. Cocktails
were mint juleps and another that I can’t remember, but it was cranberry. I had a virgin one of those! Especially enjoyed the fried green tomato
The younger set!
Several of Matt and Kristen’s
friends had little children – two little girls were especially all dolled up in
their Disney princess dresses with big hats.
So adorable to watch them play among the vine yard. Another little 2 year old boy with suspenders
and his bow tie.
Dinner was excellent, served family
style. Only problem was the entrees came
rather separately so you weren’t sure how much to take of anything! Mac and cheese, collard greens, trout and grits, pork loin with a fruit salsa, salad and roll. The grits were the best I have ever tasted –
thick and creamy!
The cookie table
A tradition of western Pennsylvania
weddings is to make cookies rather than a huge wedding cake. Karen and Megan had baked over 900 cookies
which Karen brought down in two large coolers with dry ice. A wide variety of fancy options! Plus little take home bags afterwards!
They had a Derby photo booth set up
in one corner. Lots of fun props,
including a horse head, a camera that you could set yourself and a little
printer on the table. We never did go
over, but Karen and Rob got some terrific pictures.
Matt and Karen on dance floor
Rick and I danced – the music was
very definitely a younger set, but it was amazing how well this set knew the
words to some of the older tunes. Rick
requested Unchained Melody, but alas, it never was played. Still lots of fun – kids were having a very
It was a beautiful evening – a little
cool, but the pavilion had heaters in the corners. We sat Mom down there!! Dancing, I took off my sweater and was just
fine in my dress only. As we left at 11p
(they were closing things down), the stars were bright in a clear sky.