Mountain essentials

Monday, December 10, 2012

Oh yeah! about that trip to the mountains.....

The first weekend in November we packed the up the truck and loaded it full with grocery bags, hats, scarves, long underwear, wine, helmets, boots, a motorcycle, two mountain lovers, and one excited corgi; then made our way from Virginia Beach to the mountains of North Carolina. 

Our lakeside cabin was situated atop a mountain, in a small town a few miles outside of Boone, NC.  In my overly excited, slightly delusional, leaf-lovin heart the plan was to:  frolic joyfully in the beauty that are fall leaves, look out from the Blue Ridge Parkway onto a sea of majestic reds, yellows, and oranges, and cruise the parkway on the motorcycle basking in the crisp air and leaves that were to fall like rain......

But as we road up the mountain in our truck filled to the brim with motorcycle in tow, our eyes saw sweet branches adorned not with leaves, but snow.  ha Ha HA.  The best laid plans...or something like that.  But in no way did I let a little snow get me down! I just traded my leaf jumping shoes for snow boots! {figuratively speaking..I don't own snow boots...}

It was an amazing trip after-all, splitting our time between the cabin, the quaint little town of Blowing Rock, and the Blue Ridge Parkway.  The hot tub and fireplace were our favorite cabin spots, while Lucy enjoyed barking at nearby deer and romping in the snow around the lake.  And other than mid-afternoon trips to the coffee shop and dinner & drinks at a local Irish pub we ate mainly at the cabin.  Rustic comfort foods like, chili, sausage gravy, olives, wine, and cheese....well maybe rustic isn't the best word.....

The snow melted quickly with temperatures not staying below freezing for long.  The parkway opened back up and I can only describe my experience as one of the best of my life.   I will be going back someday, hopefully with little Strouds in tow and beautiful leaves to frolic in. 

Silly enough, out of a handful of favorite moments, mine might be when we stopped by a roadside stand on a whim and bought armfuls of pickled peaches, olives, cheese curds, spiced cider, and apple butter all delicious North Carolina mountain essentials; and for the long ride home: boiled peanuts, beef jerky and glass bottled sodas.  I'm a simple southern girl, just buy me a glass bottle soda and some boiled peanuts and I'm as happy as clam.


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