|The view going through the Smokey Mountains. It's why I love this life.|
|Creekwood Farm RV Park on Johnathan Creek.|
When I posted on Facebook where we were, I learned that a second cousin, whom I'd never met, lives nearby in Greenville, South Carolina. We met up with Rob in Asheville for lunch at The Noodle Shop, just off the square near the Vance Memorial.
|Rob and me. Absolutely no resemblance for these second cousin French Canadians.|
|Pop and the fur kids. Ozzie (L) and Lexie (Front)|
I asked about accommodations for the dogs and learned they are welcome in the gardens but, of course, not inside the home. The Biltmore kennels were closed, as are other local kennels, due to an outbreak of dog flu. Wayne confessed that seeing the Biltmore isn't really on his bucket list but he will go if it's something I want to see. I only took a minute to decide we will save the Biltmore tour for another time and perhaps with friends to make it a more enjoyable day. We will make advance arrangements for the dogs.
A quick look into my History Now app and we zip around Asheville for other notable sights, including McCormick Field, where "The Bellyache Heard Round The World" caused baseball great, Babe Ruth, to collapse as he disembarked the train in Asheville. For detail reports and pictures, click here and here.
So much for Asheville....
Back in Waynesville, we found ourselves camped just a few miles from Franklin where friends we made while at Buddy Gregg RV (Knoxville) a couple of months ago, were camped. We planned a rendezvous with Sandy and Dave at Haywood Smokehouse where we encountered some kind of delicious southern barbecue, campfire taters, smoked mac 'n cheese and creamy coleslaw. Sandy and Dave came from Franklin on their Harley-Davidson today and would stop by our campground for a short visit after lunch. We are working hard to convince them to join us on the Great Southwest To Alaska Journey. The only photo is the one below. I asked the waitress to take a picture and this is what I got. Cute. Real cute.
|Sandy and Dave (left) had just bought a new coach from Buddy Gregg RV when we met them in early August. |
They are full-time RVers from east central Florida.
There's a public golf course at Lake Junaluska, just a few miles from our campground. One overcast afternoon we took a ride over to play nine holes. It was the first golf course I've played that had a gravel cart path. Our play stunk really bad but we had a good time. Here are a few pictures...
|This must be the photo point they used for their ad and brochures.|
The coach's small electric bedroom slide has developed a "rub" that's worrisome so we decided, at the last minute, to return to Buddy Gregg in Knoxville to have it checked. Hope it's nothing major.