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... on just about every corner, grand ones and plain ones. On the way we had a hilarious time listening to country radio which played all the great "classics" such as "She thinks my tractor's sexy" and an old favourite "I don't have you but I've got my chainsaw". Yes seriously! Soooo funny! We've got business meetings tomorrow and then we'll go for a bit of an explore later in the evening before ...
... The trail crossed the creek above the falls and there was a very steep scramble down to the base, made even worse by the wet rocks. But we managed to get down safely, get a couple of pictures, and then climb back up. Luckily, some exposed roots on the wet rocks provided a handhold to climb up. Then we crossed the creek and continued to follow Farlow Gap Trail. It was a much more gradual slope downwards from ...
steve - Left Marion and set off on using the interstate for a few miles then enjoyed fabulous scenery through the Blue ridge mountains.
made it to iron springs for lunch and a gang of Hardly dangerous riders trucked up. And then the heavens opened, proper Spanish type downpour.
we were in a nice bar so it was really tempting to stay and hit the Ale for the afternoon but proper adventure riders ...
... with a disposable BBQ so we grabbed some meat and beers and races up the famous blue ridge parkway- a famous 469 mile scenic route that follows the mountain ridge from north Virginia to South Carolina. We found a spot not actually facing the sunset but still with a view of the blue hazy mist mountains and had our bacon wrapped burgers and beers. Almost ran out of petrol on the way back, cruising in with 1 mile left on the ...
... middle of the Big Creek trail. No, I couldn’t tell from looking at it whether or not it had lungs. Heck, I can’t tell from looking at you whether you have lungs. Anyway, an hour later, we saw a tiny black one.
Disappointingly, that was it for salamanders, until our fourth night, at campsite 48. My feet were killing me from a wretchedly steep two miles downhill which the park service had peppered with loose, fist-sized rocks as part of its ongoing effort to make ...
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