The other week, we drove out of Tennessee, crossed into North Carolina, and travelled out of Asheville, going up into the mountains, ready to conduct our own informal writing retreat.
It’s a stunning part of the world. Of course, the whole Smoky Mountains / Blue Ridge area is beautiful, but I found myself particularly amazed by the landscape in the Banner Elk / Boone / Blowing Rock triangle. The photo at the top of this post is the view from the famous Blowing Rock lookout, but I glimpsed comparable views as we were driving around, a vast range of hills and valleys flashing greenly into sight beyond the trees.
We wrote in the mornings, then explored in the afternoons. One day, we went to the Banner Elk winery, tasted their white wines, bought a bottle of the rather good Seyval Blanc, and drank it outside among the rollings hills.
Yes, it was a very good time.