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Tennessee Waltz, Dancing through Blue Ridge Country

May 2019

Continuing the DBMC’s explorations of the Appalachian Mountain Range of the Easter United States, the Boonies rode along the Shenandoah, Blue Ridge and Smokey ridges, touching ten states and covering nearly 2,000 miles.

In the spring of 2018 we rode through the heart of coal country. The 2019 plan took us down the sunny side of the Appalachians, so to speak. From the Shenandoahs down through the Blue Ridge, up the western slope of the Smokies (including the amazing Dolly Land!), the territory is more rugged, the roads more challenging, but quality of life is easy and there are pockets of pronounced affluence.

Asheville is an upmarket town, attracting both retirees who shun Florida, and young professionals looking for a nicer pace than the big cities offer.

We spent several nights in very well-appointed cabins, where the hosts took good care of us and we chilled in comfort.

Some of the feeder roads off the Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina tested our skills, and of course there’s the Cherohala Skyway – one of the great sweepers in America.

Ridge-running down the Shenandoahs, Blue Ridge and Smokey Mountains.
Time for a libation at the Inverness Brewery
Arriving in Monkton after a ride through a biblical thunderstorm.
Spring had sprung and the blossoms overflowed.
Jody arrives on the morning of our departure to wish us bon voyage.
The travelers before they hit the road.
Somewhere along Skyline Drive in the Shenandoahs.
High up on the Blue Ridge Parkway.
Buena Vista, baby.
We must have been on the Blue Ridge Parkway for 400 miles, but it never got old.
With views like this, frequent stops were required.
The Appalachian Trail - we crossed it many times.
Fiddle-de-dee
In a field of buttercups near Galax, VA.
WCW takes in the view.
Funghi.
Welcome to Fiddler's Roost!
Early morning in the Virgina highlands.
Needs a corncob pipe.
Relaxing after a long day in the saddle.
Putting Jupiter to bed for the evening.
Joe's.  Nuff said.
Wilson's Creek.  Nothing else there but this establishment.
Somewhere near Asheville, NC, still on the BRP.

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