Ok... this is the last picture from the Orchard. I decided I should probably go to the bathroom before we got on the road again... and was greeted by this sign. THANK GOODNESS!! At long last, I know what I've been doing wrong... why my toilet always gets plugged up, and my trash can always smells so horrible.
This lovely water wheel was at the Roan Mountain visitor's center. This place was pretty neat, but we probably spent a little too much time there.
This was at a little museum of sorts at the Roan Mountain center... This desk was soooo Old School... like... you don't even know.
Virginia's inside of the visitor's center with some wood tools. Notice that the section of stump in the back is almost as tall as Virginia. That's a pretty dang big tree.
We went out hiking on this trail from the Visitor's center out to some old abandoned mine. In true Appalachian style, there was no-one up at the mine, no safety provisions, you could have just walked down into the mine if you wanted to. At the visitor's center, we picked up a pamphlet explaining the things we were supposed to have seen while walking the trail. We're both pretty sure that the pamphlet was written by someone's kid. Either that, or someone who had never heard, spoke, or written the English language before. I've gotten stereo instructions that were written better. But... you don't need a pamphlet to have a good hike. Here, Virginia samples some of the local wildlife. She had a little episode, and thought she was a deer.
This lovely water wheel was at the Roan Mountain visitor's center. This place was pretty neat, but we probably spent a little too much time there.
This was at a little museum of sorts at the Roan Mountain center... This desk was soooo Old School... like... you don't even know.
Virginia's inside of the visitor's center with some wood tools. Notice that the section of stump in the back is almost as tall as Virginia. That's a pretty dang big tree.
We went out hiking on this trail from the Visitor's center out to some old abandoned mine. In true Appalachian style, there was no-one up at the mine, no safety provisions, you could have just walked down into the mine if you wanted to. At the visitor's center, we picked up a pamphlet explaining the things we were supposed to have seen while walking the trail. We're both pretty sure that the pamphlet was written by someone's kid. Either that, or someone who had never heard, spoke, or written the English language before. I've gotten stereo instructions that were written better. But... you don't need a pamphlet to have a good hike. Here, Virginia samples some of the local wildlife. She had a little episode, and thought she was a deer.
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