A time share story & the great outdoors
Aug 21, 2009
Aug 28, 2009
. I'm not sure how much it was round trip - seemed like about 50 miles, but I'm assuming it was probably not even 3. By the time we were done, my feet and legs were killing me. But it was worth it. I got some great pictures. I got to experience the joy of Tim having to give me a rump shove to get me up on to some rocks I had climbed down to get a shot, with about 15 people standing around watching. That was a little less fun for me that it seemed to amuse all of them, but anyway, I got the shot. I am also reminded that I am not 17 any any more. Nope, thats a sailed ship right there. But it was still fun. Apparently we had some bear company - a couple groups of hikers that came out behind us said a bear had gotten up on their car and then followed them into the woods (I'm not quite sure why they got OUT of their car when the bear was on it, but there's just no telling about some people). I was hoping for some pictures & Tim was afraid I'd get my wish and he'd have to fight a bear cause I was never gonna out run it. But alas, no bear to be seen. I didn't even get a squirrel that day, but I did later, as you will see.
My plan of going back to Gatlinburg after the hike drifted away as the pain in my feet screamed louder in my head than my desire to see another carved bear or jar of blackberry jam, so we headed back to the time share for the night. Tomorrow - the Biltmore.
OK, so we decided to take the resort up on their 'come hear our time share spiel & we'll give you a gift'. They promised an hour. I know better than to do these things, but still, I did it. Guess enough time had passed since the last time I did this & I'd forgotten how much I hate it. So we go, listen to how they don't sell time shares anymore they sell these, well, time shares, really. Finally after 1.25 hours & us telling them repeatedly that we weren't interested, Tim finally got kind of irritated & 'encouraged' them to wrap it up. They did, and so we were on our way with our free (except for the pain of listening to the spiel) Dixie Stampede tickets, to visit Grotto Falls & anything else my feet and legs would let me do. It was a beautiful walk. There really isn't anything I've seen so far to beat the East Tennessee mountains. We really are blessed here to be surrounded by such beauty. We were told that Grotto Falls was the only one in the area we could walk behind, so that's where we headed