June 14 – 16, 2015.   This is a wonderful place if you like rustic camping, beautiful scenery and hiking. I would return in a heartbeat, David would NOT.
Not because he didn’t like it, but once was enough. He said the same thing about Hot Springs, Arkansas. These are the only two places in all of our travels to date that he’s said that he wouldn’t care to go back. My one and only place to never return, New Orleans. We just hiked miles of mountains and forests with bear, bobcat and snakes. I was not afraid. In New Orleans I was afraid of getting, robbed, stabbed or puked on. Different strokes for different folks!
Four days into our travels, David has already called me a pain in his “butt”. Can you believe it? All I did was say, “How about driving another 15 miles north, for the second time, to hike ANOTHER trail to ANOTHER waterfall. He was flabbergasted that I did not realize that HE was NOT enjoying driving me (and E T) up, up, up and down, down, down and all around these fabulous mountain twists and curves while dodging black bears, deer and worse yet, bicyclists. It’s unbelievable how many people are crazy enough to bicycle on these narrow, winding, mountainous roads. These roads have, NO shoulders and are highly traveled by all kinds of vehicles.
Well, I have been enjoying the scenery and I kind of thought David liked pulling in and out of all of the 30 or so Overlooks along our way, so I could take photos, but I’ve been wrong before 🙂 So I guess I am a pain in his butt. Better than a thorn in his side, right???
Hmmmmm, I might have to change the name of this “tour” from the Rock and Roll Tour to the Power of Love Tour!
Speaking of Rocks. We hiked the Windham Rock trail. These formations are the oldest in the park. I’ll post photos, but they do not do justice. The formations are sparkle-tacular!, This was one of the trails that we hiked that branched from a section of the Appalachian Trail. There was another that led to columnar jointing rock formations. This trail would be on my list if I came back. We just ran out of time and energy. Most of the trails here are miles long and have steep grades and rocky terrain.
E T bailed on the last hike. We had time for just one more hike … There is a trail called Traces that circles the campground. No driving just walk a few hundred yards from the RV to the trail head. We walked about 100 yards from the RV and E T laid down in the middle of the path. She was not going any further unless it was in the direction back to the RV. She’d had enough hiking! So we put her back in the RV and went without her. She is very spoiled and very smart, says my aching back, knees and feet 🙂
We’re on the road again, headed for one of our favorite small towns, Damascus, Virginia, home of the Virginia Creeper trail, one of our favorite bike trails.