Blowing Rock Hike: The name alone was intriguing! A rock that blows? A place to go on a date? A rock that looked blowy? As it turns out there is an old Indian legend about a young couple deeply in love. Think Romeo and Juliet---parent issues. Anyway, in despair the young man threw himself off the rock seen here only to be caught in the wind and carried back to his beloved. I challenged Peter to give it a try, but he said he couldn't because he was worried about Walter.
Grandfather Mountain
This is a magnificent place. We drove up to the parking area and then walked across the bridge in the background (Walter did NOT like that part of the hike!) Once on top of Grandfather Mountain you have a 360 degree view of the Blue Ridge and Appalachian Mountains. From a distance Grandfather Mountain resembles the face of an elderly man---hence the name.
Here I am in North Carolina. It is Memorial Day Weekend and the campground is flooded with a zillion kids. I've been thinking the South has changed---riding Marta and the buses in Atlanta on Mothers' Day, people of all walks of life and ethnicities chatted with us. What stood out for me today was the playground. On this merry-go-round are white children, Asian children, African-American children and a Hispanic child. They all played together for three days! And, yes!, I did ask if I could take the picture. By the way, no parents to be seen.
I'm liking the "New South."
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