I thought it would be nice to recap some of the amazing waterfalls I saw over the past couple of weeks. My time in western North Carolina was rewarding on my different levels. The people I met, the places I stayed and the things I did were all phenomenal. Here are the best waterfalls of North Carolina that I was able to lay my eyes on.
Today, I made the leap. I climbed the big, bad Smoky Mountains and cruised into Tennessee like a champ. Traveling today was about as good as it gets. The road up the mountain wasn’t as fierce as I was warned and traffic on Hwy 441 was both hospitable and courteous. Everybody’s a winner today!
How’s this for a wicked photo?!
This morning started off with a bang. I woke up pretty chipper this morning because I had a piece of peanut butter pie waiting for me in the refrigerator. The Fryemont Inn sent it home with me for dessert, but I squirreled it away and inhaled it like a vacuum cleaner as soon as I could steady my feet under me.
The word el camino drums up several different thoughts in my mind. The first is of coupe/utility vehicle that was produced in the early 70′s. Having spent a year in Spain and a few months in Mexico, I also associate it with the the Spanish meaning “the way”. Now that I am in Cherokee, NC, I also associate el camino with a convenient, comfortable place to sleep.
Coming north from Dillsboro/Sylva on Highway 74 take exit 67. At the bottom of the exit turn right and then your next right on Fryemont St. There are two other B&B’s on that road. Pass them both. The West Oak Cabins, Bed and Breakfast is the perfect getaway for couples looking to escape the city and blow off the inevitable tension that builds.
I slept like a bear last night after my meditation session at the Dillsboro Inn. I stayed up late working on my post and doing research on the Cuyamungue meditation method. I set my alarm for 8 am to get out early. I must have turned it off.
The Fryemont Inn is one of the oldest establishments in town. It was very appropriate as I sat and waited for my meal that there was a documentary of Mike Tyson on ESPN. You may be thinking that there’s no way you could compare the two. Compare and contrast.
I woke up this morning to the quiet whisper of water rushing by the Dillsboro Inn. I had my breakfast and walked outside to get ready for another day on the road. What I got was an interesting proposal.
I have had really incredible run-ins with people along my journey. One couple I met last week in Sapphire, NC really struck a chord with me and helped me out tremendously. I wish them nothing but good times and hope I can reciprocate their generosity one day.
When I checked out some basic information on Dillsboro, I found that the population of the town is around 250 people. That’s based on the 2010 census. All of them (except for two) and the traffic that comes through the town funnel through Main Street. To find out what’s really happening, or better yet, where it’s not happening, come to the Dillsboro Inn Riverfront Suites.
