When we lived in Mooresville, we were only an hour and a
half drive to Blowing Rock, one of our favorite spots in the mountains. At least once a month during spring and summer,
we would leave our home about 8:00 a.m. and arrive in Blowing Rock in time for
a two-hour hike before having a meatloaf and sweet potato casserole lunch at the
Storie Street Grille. Aloma would shop
after lunch while I sat on the park bench watching people and drinking coffee. We would be home by 4:00.
We’re now three hours from Blowing Rock, too long for a day
trip, so we decided to go on a mini-vacation to Cashiers. While the temperatures in Cary were in the
mid-nineties, Cashiers is at the same 3,800 feet elevation as Blowing Rock and
the temperatures were brisk and in the mid-seventies.
Delightful. We explored three
waterfalls, hiked and had three delicious lunches. Evenings were enjoyed on a private deck with
drinks and snacks. We visited the High
Hampton Inn where we stayed before with friends and have good memories.
We decided we weren’t ready to go home when our reservation
ended so we spent an overnight in Blowing Rock on the way back. We hiked, Aloma shopped and I sat on the park
bench. Aloma didn’t feel like lunch so
we headed back home before noon.
I’m still thinking about the meatloaf and sweet potato casserole
at the Storie Street Grille we missed.
Seasoned Man
Stevelem117@gmail.com
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