Weekend Getaway to Asheville, NC
It happens every year. The days get cooler, the nights get longer, and I get an itch for adventure. This season is not only filled with holidays, sweaters, and hot tea, but also me begging the universe to give me a camper (and a dog to go with it) and let me camp my nights in the mountains. I don't know what it is about the fall and my camper obsession, but I don't think it is going away anytime soon. Since I doubt a camper (and a car to tow it) will fall from the sky anytime soon, I will have to be happy with old fashion camping!
I might not be the only one with an urge for running off to the mountains during the fall, because I think everyone in the state with a camper or RV heads to Asheville, NC. It makes sense. The days are cooler (no bugs, yay!), the sun is still warm, and the leaves are a beautiful mix of red, orange, and yellow. The Blue Ridge Parkway is breathtaking this time of year and makes me wonder why I don't live closer!! The only issue is pushing through the crowds to see the view, but hey – it could be worse.
We couldn't make a trip to the mountains without exploring Asheville first. We enjoyed a delicious lunch at the Wicked Weed brewery downtown where I had a delicious Farmers Cider and a side of caramelized brussel sprouts (and an order of fries, don't judge!).
Later that night, a we tried to build a fire and a healthy dinner of hotdogs and chips was enjoyed. It was freezing that night, but everything besides my face was snug and warm.
The second day out was spent exploring DuPont State Park, where scenes of hunger games were shot. No sight of Katniss Everdeen, but the waterfalls were spectacular. After the walk/hike, we rewarded ourselves with apple cider donuts at a nearby orchard. We also had some cider slushies and I bought myself a small jar of apple butter (yumyumyum). Again, we weren't the only ones with the grand idea of visiting an apple orchard in fall. The hysteria of seeing bees (gasp) was a little annoying, but fortunately for the bees, us humans were out-numbered.
That night it rained, and there is nothing cozier than being in a warm tent listening to the rain outside. Of course, in the morning, packing up the car was not particularly glamorous in the rain, but it slowed down enough to let us pack up without getting too drenched.
After a short, but fulfilling weekend camping, I realize how good it can be to get away from the laptop and tv. I even kind of wish I had left my phone at home (!). It was a much needed break and can't wait to do it again!
Are there any seasonal traditions that you find yourself pulled to every year? I would love to hear in the comments below!