Monday, August 18, 2008

Day XV and Day XVI

I wanted to get on the Blue Ridge Parkway in Asheville and take that at least a little ways north. After a little difficulty in getting on it (rather, getting on it at a place where the road wasn't closed ten miles ahead), I had a blast. Some of the most fun driving I've ever done. It's just a little two lane road that winds through the Blue Ridge mountain chain for 400-some miles. All the land on either side of it is owned by National Park Service, so for the most part, it's really pristine, windy and hilly. Er, mountainy. The speed limit is 45 m.p.h., so you can't make very good time on it, but you don't really want to. The road's windy enough that a lot of the time it's tough to even go 45. They also have scenic overlooks ever 5 miles or so, I'd guess. A lot of the overlooks have trails running from them, but as I'm a lazy bastard, I only went on one short hike. The Appalachian Trail runs along it for a little while too, so I got out of the car and walked a bit of that just so I can technically say, "Yeah, I've walked the Appalachian Trail." Real hikers are probably going to lynch me.

I ended up driving on it until it ended 380 miles or so later. Took all of Day XV and Day XVI to do it.

I took a ton of pictures along the way (and a video, but it makes me look like I drive like a grandma) (Hi, mom!), but it was always pretty hazy, so most of them didn't turn out too well.




These two pictures are from the hike I took on the Blue Ridge Parkway. Yay, nature.


This is my proof that I walked the Appalachian Trail. You don't want to know how long it took me to figure out that the logo thing on the sign was an A and a T combined. AT=Appalachian Trail. Clever little fucks.


I was driving along and saw some mountains, so I took a picture. These are those pictures.


I drove a little bit further and then I had lunch. After lunch, I drove some more. I saw some more mountains. So I took another picture. Then I drove some more.


After that, God stopped by for a chat.

3 comments:

Sparklegirl said...

My grandmother had a summer place in the mountains in North Carolina (Cashiers, near Highland) and that part of the world is amazingly beautiful. You'll have to ask Mason about his Appalachian Trial hiking experience -- at one point, his group stayed in a "cabin" with both rats AND bats. /shudder

Eric Trondson-Clinger said...

The more the merrier...

I've read A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson, so I know ten feet is as much of it as I'll ever walk. I'd love to hear about it from Mason. Listening to crazy people talk about the crazy things they do is fun!

Anonymous said...

God? What god?