Monday, June 11, 2007
Like many along the Crooked Road, Wayne is a tribute to Bluegrass who has devoted his life to strengthening its roots. Care to learn more about Wayne? Read "Clapton's Guitar" . Interested in moving up his 10-year waiting list for a Henderson Guitar? Then enter the Wayne C. Henderson Music Festival and Guitar Competition.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
It was first built by John Calvin Ingram and moved here to the Park's Homestead plantation. Ingram, born in 1842, became a Confederate soldier in 1863 at the age of 17.
Saturday, June 9, 2007
West Jefferson is a wonderful stop, similar in many ways to another quaint Western NC town, Black Mountain, located further south near Asheville.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
Time to check out the trails and scenery. We started just before noon heading for the Rhododendron Trail. It was sort of like Forest Gump who started running, and just kept running. We hit the Appalachian Trail heading for Mount Rogers and just kept going.
Starting at close to 4,000 feet, we had reached 5,200 by the time we reached Wilburn Ridge...
and then Rhododendron Gap.
Three hours into the hike and we were on Thomas Knob looking at Mount Rogers and a beautiful 360 degree view from Whitetop to Pine Mountains.
It was mid-afternoon, weather threatening, and limited supplies for any idea of making it another two hours to the top of Mount Rogers. So, we started back.
Before long, we were greeted by another herd of friendly ponies,
proudly introducing us to their new additions.
In fact, it appeared they really wanted us to stay...
Saturday, June 2, 2007
We also made friends at our camper with a colony of Chipmunks, or ground squirrels, as they are also called. These little guys entertained us all week.
We planned our vacation to be the week before Memorial Day weekend, so guess what, we had the park to ourselves, for five wonderful days. Our first full day we were anxious to go fishing for Native Trout. The closest creek was Wilson Creek, so off we went down Wilson Creek Trail. Steep trail, but well worth the walk. The creek was beautiful.
We needed to get away for an overdue rest, and Grayson Highlands State Park provided exactly what we needed. A full week of nothing to do but take in the park's natural beauty; hiking, scenery, wild ponies, mountain streams, and rest. In a hurry to get away from work, I forgot my laptop charger, so even if my verizon card would have found a signal, the laptop lost its charge. A whole week without a computer. Added to the park's peacefulness, this was perfect. See also, Grayson County, Virginia.