COUNTRY
ROADS TAKE ME HOME
Recently
Team VFH thumbed our masked noses at the COVID pandemic and vacationed in Tennessee.
Don’t worry we were smart and wore masks whenever we were in public and spent
every day hiking in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Last year
the park had 12.5 million visitors, making it the most popular destination in
the National Parks system. This year the numbers seem to be as steady despite
the pandemic, but despite this pandemic, not a lot of people were wearing masks
or practicing “social distancing.” We stayed away from the crowds. There were
no rousing foot stomping bluegrass shows in a crowded bar for us on this trip.
We made
the best of it though. We rented a car and drove the 600 plus miles from our
house to Sevierville, Tennessee, just outside the Great Smoky Mountains
National Park, taking two days each way. The hiking was great, if crowded in
spots, and the sunsets while soaking in the hot tub were spectacular. It was a
relaxing trip as we substituted the cabin fever we had at home with a cabin on a
mountainside.
MAIN BUILDING AT BIG MEADOWS |
The Blue
Ridge Mountains are part of the Appalachian Mountains and are so named from the
bluish hue when seen from a distance. The fertile rolling hills of the Piedmont
are to the east and stretch all the way to the Atlantic Coastal Plain.
We stayed
overnight in Shenandoah National Park at Big Meadows, a privately run lodge inside
the park. At Big Meadows there is a restaurant, bar, gift shop and rustic
cabins for rent. Because of the COVID pandemic the lodge opened late in the
season. When we stayed there in late June, it was the first day it had
reopened.
BBQ
AND SERENDIPITY
We had
done this very stop once before, in 2007. We had gone on a meandering road trip
after a week’s stay in Rodanthe on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We
attempted to eat our way along the North Carolina Historical Barbeque Trail,
that runs from Ayden to Murphy. We lasted two days, and couldn’t eat anymore.
So, we headed north and picked up the Blue Ridge Highway and then the Skyline
Drive and stayed at Big Meadows. The funny thing was this route was not planned
and Janet had always envisioned the Blue Ridge mountains as some unattainable distant
destination. It turns out the northern end of the Shenandoah National Park at
Front Royal, Virginia is just 75 miles from Washington, D.C. Big Meadows is
just 250 miles from our middle-class garret in Collegeville PA.
So,
knowing how enjoyable and beautiful the ride was we decided to drive it again,
although in deference to the much greater distance from Sevierville, Tennessee
to Big Meadows we drove a lot of it on the speedy Route 81. Going north the inviting
beauty of the Blue Ridge Mountains is to the right.
YOU CAN
GET THERE FROM HERE
The Blue
Ridge Mountains actually start in the Great Smoky Mountains and it is possible,
although not feasible (because we HAD to get somewhere), to drive the Blue
Ridge Parkway, a scenic two-lane highway that runs 485 miles from the border of
the Cherokee Indian Reservation in North Carolina, to the southern end of
Shenandoah National Park at Waynesboro.
Cherokee
is the capital of the Eastern Band of the sovereign Cherokee nation and was just
20 miles from Gatlinburg, Tennessee, which was near to where we were staying. Though
I gave Janet the pleading big eyes she demanded we drive as much as possible
along the very speedy Route 81 and enter Shenandoah National Park as near to
Big Meadows as possible.
On
another road trip I should like to visit Cherokee. The sad ending to Werner
Herzog’s 1977 tragic-comedy Stroszek was filmed there.
The Blue
Ridge Parkway ends at Waynesboro where the Shenandoah National Park and the
Skyline Drive begins and stretches all the way to Front Royal. There is an
entrance fee to enter the park. $30 for a 7-day pass for unlimited entry into Shenandoah,
but we bought a lifetime Senior Citizens discount that affords us unlimited
entry to all United States parks for $80. The cabin we rented at Big Meadows
was $112 plus taxes and fees. Everyone at Big Meadows wore masks. There was a
massive wait for seating at the restaurant so we opted to sit outside for beers
and bar pies for dinner.
When we exited Shenandoah
there was a very long line of traffic trying to enter the park. For the 100
miles plus in the park it is very rural, but animals are used to people. Black bears are around, there was one rummaging
in the woods along the entrance road to the lodge and a brazen deer tried to
photo bomb us as we tried to capture the vista as we lingered over beers. When
we were having our morning coffee at Big Meadows, we were watched by a majestic
Barred Owl, who didn’t flinch no matter how closely we approached. Yet, as soon
as we left Shenandoah National Park we were in the town of Front Royal.
Thanks
for reading.
Love
Janet and greg
© 2020 by GREG DUNAJ
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