Sunday, January 15, 2012

11th Installment – Tail of the Dragon, NC, DollyWood, Great Smoky Mountains National Park, Clingmans Dome, Blue Ridge Parkway, Maggie Valley, NC June 28 Tuesday

June 28 Tuesday
We left Robbinsville heading west on 129 along the scenic route marked on our AAA map.  The Tail of the Dragon part of the route started as we crossed the border into Tennessee at Deals Gap, but we were oblivious to it at that time.  There were bill boards at Deals Gap, but I paid them no particular note as they were marketed to motorcyclists.


 
The Tail of the Dragon and then the Foothills Parkway were just beautiful cruising.  Not high speed for sure.  Just right for the VW, mostly 3rd gear, although we did have to shift a bit.  One of the things we noticed is that there were photographers along the Tail of the Dragon taking pictures of the motorcyclists and everybody else that went by and posting them for sale on the internet.  We went by at least 3 of them.  Here are links to websites with pics of us on Tail of the Dragon.

Highway parallels the Little Tennessee River somewhere west of Robinsville



Dam and power plant on the Little Tennessee River

Another dam a bit further down the river


Highway 129 climbing up to NC border with TN

Tennessee border with NC on Hwy 129 – Deals Gap is name of town near here and the beginning of the Tail of the Dragon.

Rock along side of highway 129 east of
Foothills Parkway
junction


Sorry that there are no pictures of the Tail of the Dragon highway except for the links.  I had to pay too much attention to the road for my usual pictures out the window while driving.  A short ways after entering TN, we turned off US129 to follow the
Foothills Parkway
on southwest side of Great Smoky Mountains National Park.

**************put scan of tail of dragoon map

At junction with 129

Typical “parkway” style road with no shoulders.

Great Smoky Mountains Park living up to its name.

Aptly named turnout


Look Rock -- people used to go out onthe rock and it's straight down over the edge. Now there is a viewing spot just above it with nice concrete wall to stay behind.


The view from Look Rock

The Foothills Parkway took us to US321 TN73 and on to Pigeon Forge, TN, which is home to DollyWood (Dolly Parton’s theme park) and just outside the western entrance of Great Smoky Mountains National Park.  The highway through Pigeon Forge is 6 lanes wide and lined with businesses catering to the tourists visiting Dollyville.  One has to marvel at what Dolly Parton developed and the boon/boom it’s been for local commerce.  We did not stop, but just drove up to the gates of Dollyville which are like Disneyland with dozens of lanes for cars to enter.



Feels just like LA.

We returned to the main highway and on to Great Smoky Mountains National Park via Gatlinburg, TN except there is a bypass into the Park which we took.

Little Pigeon River is quite scenic on way into Park.

And unfortunately it seems to be quite polluted.


US441 bisects Great Smoky Mountains National Park as it travels 30 miles from Gatlinburg, TN to the Park's southern border.  Along the way it crosses the crest of the Appalachians.


The clouds cleared to allow view of the Chimney Tops.



60 inches of rain per  year.  Imagine.


Walter Camp Prong

Going up the highway toward the TN/NC border.




Appalachian Trail – I walked 100 yards or so and came back to the car.





  

Along the road to Clingman’s Dome.  Doesn’t look too promising for any views today.


It’s ½ mile hike and 330 feet up to the Obserevation Tower at 6643’ summit of Clingman’s Dome.  Limited visitblity today.
Raspberry blossom along the trail back down from Clingman’s Dome.

A bit cloudy on the way back down to main highway from Clingman’s Dome.

View became clear, but allowed us to see  all the gray/brown hemlock trees that are dead/dying from hemlock Woolly Adelgid insect infestation.  Prognosis for hemlocks in the Park is not good.  May lose all of them. http://www.nps.gov/grsm/naturescience/hemlock-woolly-adelgid.htm
Mushroom about 2” tall along a short trail at turnout along US hwy 441 through Great Smoky Mountains National Park.
Trail led to nice little creek.  Remember – 60” of rain per year!

  I had read about elk in NC, but never expected to see one.  I couldn’t get picture with head up, and he kept his head down as he browsed into the forest behind the edge of the meadow.

Southern end of the 400 and something mile
Blue Ridge Parkway
.

No shoulders and no services along the Parkway.

Ridges for a long ways into the distance.








We drove off the Blue Ridge Parkway to find a place for the night and stopped in Maggie Valley at the Abbey Inn.  
 

Nice place.  Friendly owners.  Notice the yuccas in the foreground in front of the sign.  Yuccas belong in the desert in my mind, so this was a surprise.


View from Robbers Roost restaurant near the Abbey Inn.  Imagine those green hills in fall colors.  We saw lots of postcards.  We ate dinner and then breakfast here --10% off with room key from Abbey Inn. :)

Aren’t they cute?  This is porch at Robbers Roost Restaurant with goats and motorcycle – this neck of the woods is biker friendly for sure.


The restaurant owner didn’t think the goats' work on her sunflowers was so great.

Nope, we didn't try any of these local delicacies.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

10th Installment – June 26 & 27 From Charleston to North Carolina Waterfalls


PLEASE NOTE THAT THERE ARE 9 OTHER  INSTALLMENTS GOING BACK TO MAY WHEN WE BEGAN OUR TRIP THAT ARE AVAILABLE FOR VIEWING IN THE BLOG ARCHIVE ON RIGHT SIDE OF SCREEN.


June 26 Sunday
We left the Campground at James Island County Park in Charleston SC on I26 heading west up into the mountains and away from the sweltering coast. 


On I26 going west from Charleston toward the mountains.
 
 

Off the interstate and on to state highway 76 near Clinton and headed diagonally west and north on 76 and 25 toward Clemson

Now I know exactly where we are.

Had to stop for some boiled peanuts.  That’s the proprietor.  Second time in my life I’ve tried them.  They’re okay.

We went through Clemson but did not visit the university as we continued to and through Walhalla on hwy 28 and up hwy 107 to Oconee.

 
Every grave at the Oconee Memorial Cemetery had flowers.

We stayed here for the night.
There’s a small lake through the woods behind the camp.

fishing dock

Closer to sun down the action picked up.  The red-headed boy in foreground was serious about his fishing.

The lake was kind of pea green, but made for nice reflections

This guy didn’t care about the color of the water.


June 27 Monday
It rained overnight, but was sunny and clear in the morning as we left the campground at Oconee State Park.  After awhile it seemed to me we were going the “wrong” way, so I turned around and went back past the campground the other direction.  We ended up going back and forth on the highway several times for a mile or three in each direction until I finally recognized something and turned around again to go the same direction we had been going when I turned around the first time.  Usually I have a pretty good sense of direction, but was definitely confused for awhile this morning.

The “right” direction.
Higher in the mountains with view to east of Lake Jocassee.


Whitewater Falls at 411' is tallest east of the Rockies.  Who knew?
 


First close-up of of rhododendrons, which are trees here in NC mountains.


And rasberries too along the ¼ mile or so hike from parking lot to see the Falls.  Yes, I picked some and the reddest ones were almost ready to be just right, but just a bit early.


 
A bypass goes under the falls

Not much traffic, so we stopped and posed
Dry Falls – so called because you can follow trail behind the falls.  It’s a short walk from parking lot.


The falls were taller than they looked on approach – view downstream.

From behind Dry Falls.

Looking back from the other side of Dry Falls.
436 

Somewhere along US 64, 19 or US129 between Dry Falls and Robbinsville, NC.

We spent the night here in Robbinsvile, NC.

The San-Ran advertises as motorcycle friendly as do a lot of other places along US 129 which is known as Tail of the Dragon and attracts motorcylicsts from around the world.  However, we didn’t learn that until the next day as we drove the Tail of the Dragon, which turned out to be an especially winding, curving, climbing and then descending road around the western border of the Great Smoky Mountains National Park.
Tomorrow we pass through  Pigeon Forge, home of Dollyville and then travel into Great Smoky Mountains National Park and to Clingmans Dome, the highest point on the Appalachian Trail, and on through Great Smoky Mountains National Park to the Blue Ridge Parkway.


Thursday, September 8, 2011

9th Installment - June 25 Charleston, SC and Fort Sumter

9th Installment -  June 25 Charleston, SC and Fort Sumter

This morning we drove in to Charleston to go to Fort Sumter.  There are 2 locations where you can take a ferry out to the Fort which is built on an island that guards the entrance to Charleston Harbor.  One ferry landing is in downtown Charleston and the other is across the Harbor in Mt. Pleasant at the USS Yorktown (an aircraft carrier) State Park.  The Yorktown has a museum on it about Medal of Honor wianners.  We didn’t go aboard or visit the museum which would have been another $25 a head or so for the opportunity, and it would have been too much for Reyna to hike up and down and around the decks anyway.  .

We crossed this bridge to get over to Mt. Pleasant from Charleston.


USS Yorktown


The small bump on the horizon in the middle of the picture is the island with Fort Sumter guarding the entrance to the Charleston Harbor



The black building with the flags on top was not part of the original Fort.


The flat stones in the foreground are part of the original wharf landing from when the Fort was built.

  


This is the Battle Flag that flew over Ft. Sumter during the bombardment.  It's 10' x 20'.  The Confederate General P G T Beauregard permitted Major Anderson, the Union commander, to take the Flag with him when the Federal forces evacuated the fort.





While wandering about the Fort and reading one of the many plaques about the battle, I came to one that described how Union forces had managed to fire only a hundred rounds or so while the Confederates bombarded the Fort with several thousand over some 34 hours before the Union forces evacuated the Fort and surrendered it to the Confederates.  The Confederates were said to have cheered and admired the courage of the Union defenders, but I guess not everybody heard that part of the story because I overheard a young woman tell her friends that “we” really kicked the you know what out of “them”. 
Amazingly, there were no casualties on either side during the battle.  The only death on either side occurred on the next day. One of the Union commander’s conditions for giving up the Fort had been the right to fire a 100 gun salute to the flag. Half way through the salute a gun exploded, killing Private Daniel Hough, making him the first casualty of the Civil War.
We returned to Mt. Pleasant and while looking for a place to have lunch, I finally saw a shoe repair place.  I’d been looking for one for weeks to get the straps on my sandals stitched before they came completely apart.  Typical of many small kindnesses that we have experienced on this trip, the Korean proprietress (she is seamstress and husband does the shoes in their shop) told me they’d be ready in 3 days, but when I explained that we were tourists just passing through, she agreed to repair my sandals right away which I really appreciated.

After having lunch, and retrieving my wonderfully repaired sandals, Reyna and I went to downtown Charleston to check out more antebellum houses.  There is a seawall with a wide sidewalk/boardwalk across the street from these homes.  It is about 10' above street level.  It's accessible via stairs, so I parked and took a little walk to take these pictures instead of my usual drive by snaps.  Being in the breeze right at the Harbor was nice place to be considering the heat and humidity we were otherwise experiencing in Charleston.  Was looking forward to going back to our campground and the Splash Zone. :)



Lucky to find convenient parking place. 



By now, Reyna and I were pretty tired of viewing “old” houses no matter their historic import or style, so we returned to our campground and spent an hour or so cooling off at the Splash Zone.  Really, really like the waterfall massage.  Tomorrow we’re on our way west to Great Smoky Mountains National Park, and then the
Blue Ridge Parkway
beckons.