We spent a very rainy day relaxing in the campground. John finally took down the awning as the winds were gusting over 40 mph and I was afraid for our awning. We are on our 3rd RV awning – one was taken out by a big storm in the Smokies, heavy rain and wind; our second was taken out by softball size hail, while in the Smokies. (Yup, we have experiencedlots of rough weather here!) Next awning will be one of those automatic ones with wind sensors that closes down by itself!
We needed some air so we went for a ride along the Foothills Parkway to see the sights… It started to rain again just as we left.
And, the driver found the curvy, twisty, mountain roads slippery with wet leaves. He decided to bag it and head back. We had lots of chores to do, pictures to go through, newspapers to read online… You get the idea! We decided to get up early tomorrow (for us in retirement!) and head out to see how high the water is in the rivers after more rain tonight.
We headed toward Greenbrier Road, armed with coffee and sausage biscuits from McDs. Little Pigeon River was high…
but the water had already receded a lot during the night – the high water marks left behind were impressive. The racing water cascaded over huge boulders in the river, making a loud, roaring sound… We continued back on the path to Middle Prong and Ramsey Cascades Trail.
The raw power of the water in the cascades was just mesmerizing… all my senses filled with sight and sounds of lots of water moving over the boulders in the river. I could lean on the footbridge railings watching and listening forever : )
When we were ready to head back, some kayakers showed up and put their kayaks in the river.
It was exciting to watch the colorful boats darting around the boulders and whitewater. After watching for awhile, we headed back down river, along the path and found a good spot to wait for them. Along the way, I admired an amazing tree or many trees! growing out of huge mossy boulders…
I also saw some partridgeberry vine,
and some turkeys!
I found a spot where the river was just below the level of the road, and I got to the water’s edge easily. (no climbing down cliffs!) The water was much calmer here
but the kayakers quickly arrived,
and took out their boats for another run.
We headed back along Hwy 321 to the RV to get warm and get some more coffee : )