My last two days Have been spent driving north on the Blue Ridge Parkway, from North Carolina to the Mile 0 in Virginia. In those 250 miles, I saw so much it was hard to pick just a few images.
The road is one lane each way, with a maximum speed of 45 mph and no commercial traffic permitted, so it was perfect for me. I could toodle along, pull out at overlooks to let the few cars go by me, and take photos to my heart’s content.
I loved this combination of fence and trees.
The parkway is so green that flowers are a rare sight, as are buildings like this old stone church.
I stopped at the James River, the lowest point on the parkway. It was well worth the short walk to the bridge to get this shot.
Just before I finished the drive, I stopped at one last overlook, this one featuring the Rockfish Valley to the east.
It’s an amazing experience to travel the Blue Ridge Parkway, the first rural national parkway. Someday, I want to come back and explore this area in much more depth.
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery — air, mountains, trees. I thought “This is what it’s like to be happy.”
Sylvia Plath
Glad to read and see that you enjoyed the Blue Ridge Parkway on your travels after leaving the rally. Remember that when you do come back to explore again that you have friends in Asheville who will show you our equally wonderful mountain town (and Michael will take you on a private guided tour through Biltmore House!).
Safe travels, and we hope to see you soon,
Michael and Bill