Early this morning we rented a car. A driver came to pick us up at our RV site. His name was Chuck. He was a lively retired gentleman who had been a life long firefighter in Asheville, NC. He and his wife live here from May to October and are snow birds the rest of the time in Florida. Dennis & I have met many wonderful people along our journey.
Since we only had the car for one day we decided to see the Smokey Mountains. We had a brochure about the “Elk” so off we went in search of those large creatures. I drove because Dennis is a better picture taker with his Nikon D3000. We drove through very narrow passes and winding dirt roads up very high mountain in search of the Elk. At one point on the narrow road we encountered coming toward us 3 trucks with horse trailers. I had to back up and move over to the left so they could swing past us and not go off the cliff. It was a bit scary but they passed and we were on our way. Then later we came across this really cool one way bridge. Along the way on the hunt for the Elk we stopped at a historical home ,“The Palmer House.” It had relics from the late 1800's and many pictures from the early 1900's. It was fascinating to see how people lived and worked during that time in history.
It was exciting when we found the Elk. First we saw just one grazing in the field, but on the way out we then saw 2 in the midst of the trees. They are really big and the antlers are huge. We were so close to them. We have seen Elk in zoo's, and we saw some in Oregon a few years ago but never this close up. What a day! What a life!
We ended our day eating at a fabulous restaurant in Maggie Valley. I had this amazing fresh local Rainbow Trout. Finally some fresh trout. Our son Daniel loves to trout fish and is an accomplished “fly fisherman”. The only problem is he is a “catch and release fisherman” which means he never brings any home for Mom. I grew up with a father who loved to fish. His goal was to see how many he could catch and bring home. From an early age I learned how to gut and scale fish. Maybe its time for Dennis and I to catch some trout ourselves. We still have plenty of time left in our experiment phase. We will see what the future brings....Software
Yep Deb you were good at tree fishing and telephone line fishing. I remember Dad more than once trying to get your line out of a tree. It was fun times then when we were young. Use to love going with Dad to Cedar Keys cathing saltwater trout.
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