As we pulled out of the Bear Creek Campground in Asheville, NC after our 2 week visit, I felt as though we still had “unfinished business” in that remarkable community. There’s a lot of hype right now about the perks of living in that little berg, populated by musicians, artists, writers and all sorts of creative types. The downtown is cute, vibrant and a great walking venue. Days are mostly sunny (albeit, a bit cool when we were there), and the area is surrounded by the beautiful Smokey Mountains.
We arrived on a Friday and immediately connected with our old Texas friends, Jan and John Johns, who had recently moved to Asheville from Florida. We headed over to the community center, in the neighborhood where they live, on Enka Lake, to listen to a fantastic trio headed by guitarist Anne Coombs. The community sponsors entertainment every other Friday afternoon, and residents come in with their wine and snacks and enjoy before moving on to dinner. What a welcome!
The next morning we participated in the Asheville March for Life, protesting the lack of common sense gun regulation in this country. Over 6,000 residents showed up from a community not much larger than Bellingham. We met some new friends of the Johns’ that day and we later escaped the cold weather (coldest day of our visit!) in one of Asheville’s 4 star restaurants for a bite of lunch.
During our visit to Asheville, we visited the Southern Highland Craft Guild Folk Art Center, featuring juried examples of fiber arts of all types, forged iron works, baskets, and blown glass, to name a few. The center was a great introduction to the handiwork of Appalachian artists.
Next, we visited the impressive North Carolina Arboretum.
Hiking trails are abundant throughout the arboretum grounds, and Cisco and the Johns’ dogs, Coco and Chewy, played and romped on the hillsides. I was surprised at the number of species that also inhabit our Pacific Northwest, including azalea, rhododendron, English laurel, dogwood, etc. The mild, but not hot summertime climate provides a great environment for these plantings.
John and I spent afternoons exploring the campus of the University of North Carolina at Asheville, the developing River Arts District, with refurbished old buildings housing artists of all ilk, and the Western North Carolina farmers market. We even attended the Unitarian church on Easter Sunday!
Our last day in the region we spent traveling into the Smokey Mountains where the Appalachian trail intersects the little town of Hot Springs. It was so cool to talk to mostly “kids” who dropped into town to provision as they hiked all or part of the 2,200-mile trail. The town sits on the French Broad River that runs through most of Western North Carolina, and we headed up a 2+ mile climb to Lover’s Leap. So we can say we hiked part of the trail!!
So as I said in the beginning, it was with a bit of misty eye that we departed this beautiful part of our great country. Now we’re heading west, on our way to the Mississippi River!











