In Smokey Mountains I saw bears twice! One time it was a momma bear with 2 cubs.
One of the cubs scampered up a tree so quickly! That little blob is a bear cub!
I got out my bike finally and was biking along a portion of the loop road at Cades Cove campground in Smokey Mountains when I saw the bear family, deer, and a coyote! I did well on the biking...
I did more hiking and biking the next day.
Because it was Memorial day weekend, I could not camp more in Smokey Mountains, so it was off to the next park--Blue Ridge Parkway, which travels from North Carolina to Virginia.
I stopped the first night at Mt Pisgah campground near the southern entrance of the 469 mile parkway.
The view was amazing and wildflowers were out.
There were wild rhododendrons, azaleas, (including a bright orange flame azalea) and mountain laurel and so many other wild flowers. The motto on the parkway is "enjoy the view but watch the road" and I could see the temptation to look at the wonder set out before my eyes! But I often pulled over and enjoyed the view or took a hike. The mountain sides are very steep.
I took me a few days to work my way up the parkway, stopping at the folk art center, the Blue Ridge music center, Linville falls, among others, and also spending nights at Doughton
campground and a private campground near Roanoke (I needed a shower and my rig needed a charge).
I met a guy who was hiking the Appalachian trail and meeting up with two of his friends. We had a great talk and then they were off on the trail.
I was inspired to hike a couple of miles on the Appalachian trail just to say I did it!
I finally left the Blue Ridge Parkway and entered the Shenandoah Valley Park.. I stayed two nights in this park, in the southern most campground at Loft mountain and again at the northern camp at Mathew's arm camp.
The terrain is not quite so rugged as in the Blue Ridge Parkway, and you saw towns rather than mountains and forests.
I had a chance to meet up with some friends from home. Bob and Eleanor Manley, who were visiting family in Front Royal, the town at the north end of Shenandoah Park. It was a great time to visit and hear from home! What a special time!











Wow what a great journey. I did the Shenandoah valley with my parents when I was a kid-probably preteen. Did "some" of the parkway. Sounds like I should have joined you on this leg; however, we'll have fun in Philly and CapeMay even in the rain!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing. You're living one of my dreams. I am an ardent adimirer, living vicariously through your adventures. Ever forward!
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ReplyDeleteMyron writes: I regret I did not catch up until after you passed through the Jewish (Cherokee) land. The Cherokee DNA reveals that most of them had ancestors that came from the Mediterranean area in the 16th and 17th century. The English treated them like "Native Americans." So now they, too, believe the English myth that their ancestors walked over the Bering Strait.
ReplyDeleteYou will now be traveling in the lands of the English Invasion of America. The English Protestants knew they were meeting NORSE CATHOLICS. The Norse Catholics called themselves LENAPE. Be on the look out for LENAPE names and the local reputation associated with LENAPE.
You will also be traveling close to the massacre sites where the English "fought off" the "savages." Try substituting the words "Norse Catholics" in place of "savages" to see if the history as displayed might give a little different understanding..