Monday, December 24, 2007
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Saturday, November 03, 2007
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
We found Balsam Lake tucked away near Mallonee Trail in the Nantahala National Forest near NC 215, on SR 1756 --Charlie’s Creek Road. The spot featured a really nice hiking trail, benches, public restrooms, and privacy. The road leading to it was curved, empty, and perfect for a memorable trek on our Harley.
Monday, October 08, 2007
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
Each corner was a new surprise.
Lots of small deer & wild turkeys, almost close enough to touch. Rolling meadows and farms with bulls and cows. Rhododendron and wildflowers are in full bloom. The air is cool, crisp, clean.
I try to capture it all with my digital camera, but can't. Overlooking the timeless countryside, we decide that the path of American history still resonates and that sweet Virginia recalls Steven's childhood memories.
Coming back we dodged the rain and caught the rolling mist through Mt. Mitchell. The golden sun radiated the clouds with the surreal glow of life, love, God... and my spirit chants: I'm alive, I'm alive...
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Sunday, July 01, 2007
We got up with the sun again and drove 80 miles without having a car in front of us. We took HWY 74 through Canton then explored Crabtree Road, Route 209.
I love this time of day. Everything is so beautiful. We had breakfast in Hot Springs and were back home before noon.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Today we headed for Concord/Charlotte, over 300 miles roundtrip. We got there driving backroads from Fairview, past Lake Lure. The country roads on 27 to Lincolnton were pretty and rustic. Once out of that cute town, the heat sizzled in. The ride turned miserable as we caught Charlotte traffic congestion, construction dust, and 96 degree temperatures. We are so lucky to live in the cooler mountains!
Thursday, June 21, 2007
We rode through ridge after ridge of beauty.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Our last stop of the day, the Folk Art Center, east of Asheville on the Blue Ridge Parkway at Milepost 382.
We relaxed under a gigantic white oak tree. Lying on our backs, we looked up at the rich green branches that reached toward the sky. Steven remarked on the beauty of the tree and said, "This is over 100 years old. Look at it... Hard to believe it began with an acorn."
We traveled through the sunshine and fresh mountain air. We had a drizzle of rain in Burnsville, enough to cool us down.
On the parkway, Mt. Mitchell (at 6,684 feet, the highest peak east of the Mississippi) and Craggy Gardens were covered with pink, white, and purple rhododendron. A spectacular firework display of flowers!
Mt. Mitchell was named after University of North Carolina science professor Elisha Mitchell who climbed the rugged Black Mountain range.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Yes, from the Foothills Parkway we headed over to "tame" the Tail of the Dragon at Deals Gap. The road on Route 129 has 318 curves in 11 miles at the Tennessee/North Carolina state line. Many consider the Dragon the No. 1 road in America for motorcycle enthusiasts.
We grabbed US 441 through Clingmans Dome (6643 feet), winding through the Great Smoky Mountains. We were treated to breathtaking mountain panoramas, but there was way too much traffic for me.
Here I am on the rocks, near a quiet, crystal-clear mountain stream.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
With all the beauty around us, we rode a 220-mile day together.
We started by heading North on the Blue Ridge Parkway, toward Mt. Mitchell. We stopped at the Craggy Gardens overlook and Steven had a voicemail from Dana, his friend from work. We met Dana and his wife Eva and rode more.
North to Erwin, Tennessee, road 107 took us along the Nolichucky River, which drains the WNC Blue Ridge and East Tennessee. Just a gorgeous drive. Give me a ride next to water and I’m in heaven.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Nathan knew this would be a great gift for me. With his help, I downloaded 92 songs for the trip to Nashville. It was great having the music in my head as I traveled on the motorcycle. The music complimented the beautiful scenery and ride.
Traveling through Nantahala National Forest on the border of North Carolina and Tennessee, with the Smoky Mountains to the northwest and the Blue Ridge Mountains southeast. Nantahala is Cherokee for "land of the midday sun."
Poet and WWI Soldier Joyce Kilmer is honored with a 3,800 acre forest. Lone Bald at 5,800 feet is the highest point in the forest. We almost had the road to ourselves.
The area is rich in the history of the Cherokee who identified themselves as Ani Yunwiwa, "The Principal People."
Saturday, April 21, 2007
We doubled back and met Joseph and his friend Darryl in Canton and took the most beautiful ride to Cherokee, past Lake Logan. It was some sort of hidden secret that was a joy to discover.
Joe and Darryl went to a car show in Cherokee and Steven and I proceeded on our own, celebrating the day and each other.
Our butts might have been a little sore by the time we got home, but our spirits were high.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
~ Albert Einstein
With unseasonable freezing weather in North Carolina, we headed south and spent Easter visiting Margaret in Indialantic, Florida. It is 630 miles from our house to there.
We may be a little nuts.
What a fast trip... We stayed there less than two days. It took us two days down, two days back. It rained and was cold in Florida, too.
Our trek through Georgia was miserable on I-95. Riding the Interstate is like being in a wind tunnel. A wind tunnel with lousy drivers and big trucks all around. Give me my back roads!
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
The Cradle of Forestry is the National Historic site is where Gifford Pinchot and Carl Schenck developed the sound management program to preserve the area forest. Their legacy lives on.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
We drove back along the scenic French Broad River, through Marshall and Woodfin Park to home. A total of 106 miles. Not bad.