Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Linville Falls, Linville NC

Ann woke up on Tuesday of our vacation week with a terribly painful and swollen knee after severely straining her PCL the day before. Tuesday also brought a glorious change in the weather! Clearly a cold front blew through on Monday evening and Tuesday dawned crisp, bright, and clear, setting the stage for a wonderful travel day.

The plan for the day was to hike Grandfather Mountain (#16) from the swinging bridge to Calloway Peak and back, with a quick stop at Linville Falls/Gorge (hike #15) along the way to see the beautiful waterfall. Given the state of Ann's knee, I was pretty sure that the highly technical hike at Grandfather using ladders and fixed wires was out, but we could at least drive to the top and see the view from there. And at least Ann could see the Mile High Swinging Bridge, a 228-foot suspension bridge; I know she had her heart set on that.

Linville Falls: Plunge Basin
If we had had any hope of hiking Grandfather, I would have been cracking the whip to have breakfast and leave, but we ended up lingering over coffee and talking a bit with the owners before heading north. Breakfast was a delicious sweet pepper quiche with sausage and a biscuit, way more food than I wanted.

Huge Breakfast
Just after breakfast, we started our journey north from Asheville in the direction of Boone starting out on I-40 headed east. On our trip north on US-221 from Marion, we saw first one stone yard (where you go to buy rock and stone for patios and houses, etc.) then another. And then another and another, sometimes side by side, for a total of 8 in a 10-mile stretch. That's kind of bizarre, don't you think?

Linville Falls is located just at the intersection of US-221 and the Blue Ridge Parkway. We got out of the Jeep and approached the still-closed Visitor's Center at the far end of the parking lot to look at the trail map on the side of the building. For whatever reason, Ann chose the red trail on the map, the Plunge Basin Trail, with a difficulty rating of Difficult. Hey, it wasn't my knee that was busted and I was game for pretty much anything. We started down this trail to the left of the Visitor's Center with the idea that we would probably come back and do the other two trails when we were done. For the record, our fifteenth hike ended up being three miles in total, comprising both arms of the Plunge Basin Trail and the scant few yards of the Dugger's Creek Loop Trail.

Short Trails to the Falls
Just outside the Visitor's Center, Ann pointed out several patches of the prettiest blue bluets. These are the Thyme-leaved Bluets, Houstonia serpyllifolia, and I think that they are even bluer and prettier than the Common or Azure Bluets, Houstonia caerulea.

The Bluets, Houstonia serpyllifolia, Were So Blue
The trail started off wide and flat and then got a bit more difficult with roots, mud, and rocks, and ever encroaching rhododendrons closing in upon the trail. We crested a little rise as we headed along the north bank of the river and then started to descend quite sharply, coming around a corner and down some stairs. Suddenly, the view on our left opened up onto a steeply walled gorge lined with beautiful pink azaleas just coming into bloom.

Rhododendron carolinianum aka Carolina Azalea
Another More Delicately Colored Azalea
A few more stairs down found us in a walled in overlook on the side of the precipice staring right down into the Plunge Basin. The sight was breathtaking, with the rocks clad in azaleas and rock doves fluttering to and fro along the cliff faces.

Azaleas and Waterfalls
Close Up of Initial Plunge
After viewing the Plunge Basin from the overlook, we backtracked to the top of the hill and took the other branch of the trail marked to Linville Gorge. This proved to be a very difficult trail, steep, slippery, and barely more than an animal trail through rhododendrons in places: a tough go on Ann's bum knee. As we were delicately maneuvering through the rhododendron thicket that passed for a trail into Linville Gorge, I spied a single Painted Trillium in a brief sunny opening in the jungle-like cover. This was the only Painted Trillium I would see on the entire trip.

Painted Trillium, Trillium undulatum
It was nice down in the bottom, walking from rock to rock in the Linville River, but honestly, it wasn't worth the effort to get to the bottom of the steep canyon and back up again, especially since down in the canyon, you lose all the breeze and the air gets very still. If you go, go to the overlook and then go on about your day. We also didn't feel that we would gain anything from seeing the same falls from the other side of the river. I'm glad we chose the side with the sun behind us; it made for much nicer photographs.

Linville Gorge, Looking Up at the Falls
Annie Resting Her Sore Knee
Single Magnolia acuminata Blossom
Because of the rugged nature of the trail into the gorge, we couldn't make terribly good time and we wanted to get on with our day and our plan to go to Grandfather Mountain, just north of us off the Blue Ridge Parkway. So, we forwent the moderate trail on the other side of the river (we really didn't need to see the same falls from a different angle) in favor of the very quick walk to see Dugger's Falls, a tiny little waterfall tucked back up into the rhododendrons.

Bridge Overlooking Dugger's Falls
Tiny Dugger's Falls
After a quick lunch in the parking lot, we headed north along the Blue Ridge Parkway, stopping as whim dictated to take in flora, fauna, and the at times breathtaking views. The sides of the roads were carpeted in Oxeye Daisies (Leucanthemum vulgare), Robin's Plantain (Erigeron pulchellus), Golden Ragwort (Packera aurea), various Fleabanes (Erigeron sp.), many kinds of Buttercups (Ranunculus sp.), and a few stunning patches of Wild Blue Phlox (Phlox divaricata).

Common Buckeye Butterfly, Junonia coenia, on Robin's Plantain
Bee on Golden Ragwort, Packera aurea
Blue Ridge Parkway: Roadside Blue Phlox
Close Up of Wild Blue Phlox, Phlox divaricata
One of Many Buttercups (Ranunculus sp.)
Common Buckeye Butterfly, Junonia coenia, on Fleabane (Erigeron sp.)
Lost Cove Cliffs From Blue Ridge Parkway
Looking East at Stack Rock Creek
Large-Flowered Trillium, Trillium grandiflorum
Pink-Phase Trillium grandiflorum
At 2 pm, we arrived at Grandfather Mountain to find it closed. Actually, you could pay half price and drive halfway up the mountain, but to what end, I am not sure. Because of high wind warnings, the top was closed for three days running. Damn private companies and their lawyers. So all of Grandfather Mountain that we got to see was from the Blue Ridge Parkway, where we pulled off to have a look at it.

Grandfather Mountain: Closed for High Wind
Red Elderberry, Sambucus racemosa
Dove's Foot Geranium, Geranium molle
Ann was bummed with the turn of events, so I proposed going into Boone and finding something to eat and a beer. We quickly found Appalachian Brewing and several Appalachian State students playing bar/pub golf. They left quickly to head to their next bar while we sat out back at a picnic table and enjoyed great beer and a really decent pizza at from the Farm to Flame food truck.

AMB in Boone, An Excellent Brewery
Beers in the Sunshine
After a couple of beers in the later afternoon, we went to find our B&B, more about which in the next post.

Monday, May 1, 2017

Hiking Waterfalls at DuPont State Forest, Brevard NC

Crappy Picture Alert: We hiked in a downpour all morning so these photos were shot on my iPhone through a waterproof bag. I've done my best to clean them up. Some of them still suck.

Hike 14: DuPont State Forest
"We could stay at home, watch TV, and pout."—Annie

Monday in Asheville dawned leaving no doubt about the coming rain for the day. As Ann said, we could stay at the B&B and hunker down behind the TV or we could do what we set out to do and  hike our fourteenth hike of 2017 at  DuPont State Recreational Forest, technically in Cedar Mountain, NC. The closest town of any size is Brevard. DuPont was transferred from the DuPont company to the state of North Carolina and is home to a great concentration of spectacular waterfalls in close proximity, waterfalls known from recent movies such as Last of the Mohicans and Hunger Games.

But first things first. Breakfast. Because of the short hike and short travel time, we had plenty of time for a leisurely breakfast in the dining room of the B&B and the breakfasts there are really not to be missed. After a starter of fresh pineapple, we were served a delicious smoked salmon and dill egg bake along with perfectly cooked asparagus and a blueberry-lemon muffin. Coffeehounds that we are, we loaded up pre-trip with several cups of very good coffee.

Smoked Salmon Egg Bake, Asparagus, and Blueberry Muffin
Just as we were loading up the Jeep in the sprinkles for our hike, a Brown Thrasher zoomed up out of the yard and onto the branch of a Black Walnut tree not 30 feet away. I grabbed my camera, ripped the lens cap off, turned it on, and managed a single shot before it flew away. Lucky shot. I always try to leave the camera in a known configuration so that if I need a quick shot, I don't have to guess how it is set up, an old habit from my birdwatching days when I would leave my binoculars set at a known focal length. Brown Thrashers are supposed to be common birds, but I see them rarely. Every few years we will have a pair nest in the back yard, but certainly not often.

Brown Thrasher (Toxostoma rufum) in Black Walnut Tree
It took us about an hour, perhaps a little more, to drive south from Asheville. In this part of North Carolina, there aren't any direct roads to anywhere and lots of curvy little backroads, beautiful, but not conducive to zipping between points. Although it was only sporadically sprinkling when we left Asheville, it was well and truly pouring by the time that we arrived at the parking lot for the Hooker Falls Access Area.

Well and Truly Pouring Almost All Day
All the maps and guides we read about hiking DuPont make things seem very much more complicated than they actually are on the ground. In reality, we took a very simple straight-line out-and-back hike of 7.8 miles to visit four sets of falls on the Little River. The following directions should help you sort things out.

When you are approaching the park coming south on Staton Road from Crab Creek Road, you will descend a hill with a clearly visible bridge over the river. Start slowing and turn right into the Hooker Falls parking lot just before the bridge. Drive through the lower lot into the upper parking lot facing the footbridge over the river. You will start hiking by going to the river by the bridge and turning right (downstream) and following it a short distance to Hooker Falls. Continuing downstream just a few yards, you can walk down by the river and see the falls from below.

The directions we had were so convoluted that we ended up in a small cemetery a few hundred yards from where we should have been. Remember: go to the footbridge and follow the river to the right downstream.

Below Hooker Falls
At Hooker Falls, we saw a lot of wildflowers along the banks of the Little River; following are photos of the best of them. Because of the downpours all day, I had my phone in an aLOKSAK electronics bag. While it is clear and waterproof to many meters of depth and protects the phone, photos taken through it, especially when rain is streaming down the bag, suffer greatly in quality. On the other hand, we do have some photos to document our trip where otherwise we would not have had any. I had zero problem operating the phone through the bag either. So it is kind of a win and I do keep one of these bags in my pack just for rainy days.

One thing I thought was really cool was seeing Spanish moss hanging from trees along the river. In the fog and mists, the wispy strands of moss gave our environs quite an eerie feeling. Unfortunately, in the rain, the effect didn't translate to photos. It just made the trees look foggy and out of focus. I mention the moss because I surely did not expect to see Spanish moss in this particular part of the world.

Lyre-leaved Sage, Salvia lyrata

Black Locust, Robinia pseudoacacia

Gorgeous Aronia melanocarpa Blooming

Carolina Spicebush, Calycanthus floridus
After you have seen Hooker Falls, do a 180 and backtrack to the footbridge and cross it, following the path under the road bridge upstream along the river to Triple Falls. You're definitely going to want to descend the wooden stairs to get down to the falls. You can get very close to the water here as you see I have done in the photo below. Here is where Ann slipped on a rock and really severely strained her PCL, something she would regret all week.

Triple Falls

On the Rocks by Triple Falls
After viewing Triple Falls, continue upstream to High Falls. Before High Falls, the path forks. If you continue straight (the left part of the fork), you go to the base of High Falls which you certainly want to do. Then you can backtrack to the fork and head right up the hill to the overlook above High Falls, looking directly upstream.

High Falls from Below

High Falls from Overlook
As we were walking to the base of High Falls, I skirted a large puddle in the path bringing me very close to the bank overhanging the path. Suddenly, an Ovenbird (Seiurus aurocapilla) rocketed explosively but silently past my knee and perched briefly in a small downed tree across the path some 15 yards ahead before disappearing into the woods. I surmised that the little brown-streaked warbler was nesting in a hole under the bank. On our return trip, I looked up under the bank and sure enough, there was a nest in a hole containing four brown-speckled eggs.

Ovenbird (Seiurus aurocapilla) Nest
After viewing High Falls from the overlook where you can clearly see the covered bridge above the falls, you should continue up the hill and then turn left and left again to head to the covered bridge. The second left to the bridge is clearly labeled and will dump you out on the dirt road (Buck Forest Rd) just as it crosses through the covered bridge.

Covered Bridge Above High Falls
We ate lunch up under the cover of the bridge, happy to take our hoods down after a morning in the rain. We were dressed in our rain jackets, shorts, and Keen water shoes. Given the mild temperatures and our being resigned to being wet, this was good enough clothing. Our shorts were soaked from all the water pouring off our jackets, but our cores stayed good and dry and we never were cold. Wet yes, cold no.

During our brief stop for lunch, I watched both Northern Rough-winged Swallows and Eastern Phoebes come and go, obviously nesting under bridge.

Interior Detail of the Bridge
Just beyond the bridge there is a small swamp that was quite eerie when we walked by it. Though it looks very light in the photo, it was much darker and more mysterious in person.

Swamp Just Past Bridge
Should you feel like walking up to Bridal Veil Falls, as we did, know that it is a road walk on dirt roads and just a little less than 3.5 miles round trip from the covered bridge. After walking from Hooker to High Falls, going to Bridal Veil will double the length of your hike. That said, the walk is flat and you can really make time on the roads. With vehicular traffic, dirt roads can be really dusty in dry weather. Ordinarily I avoid them like the plague, but in the pouring rain, it wasn't an issue for us.

Head to Bridal Veil Falls by continuing across the bridge on Buck Forest Road and take the next right on Conservation Road. The better part of a mile along, you'll cross a creek (actually the overflow from the Lake Julia dam) and then the earthen dam itself will loom above you on your left. It was just about the dam when it started thundering and the heavens opened up. The rain became a fairly brutal downpour for about 10 minutes.

Continue walking the road until you come to Bridal Veil Falls Road and turn right. There is a small spur road heading right that you might confuse with Bridal Veil Falls Road, but the one you want to take is a bit further on and is clearly signposted. You will see horse barns just up on the left after you turn. The road quickly dead ends in a loop. The short trail to the falls leaves from the back of the turn around loop.

Bridal Veil Falls is completely different from the other falls we saw. It is a big lacy sheet of whitewater spilling down over a mounded dome of rock, really cool to see even in the pouring rain. I feel like it was worth the extra 3.5 miles to see. Your mileage may vary.

Bridal Veil Falls
When you are done, retrace your path to your vehicle. About halfway back to our car, the front blew through, the rain and thunder stopped, and the sun started to come out. I was worried about the sun coming fully out and turning the afternoon oppressively sweaty, but it never came to that. We re-shot the picture of Ann at the bridge (the first photo in this post) in the sun after she limped all the way back on her badly strained knee.

DuPont State Forest was a wonderful place to visit for a short hike that took in four waterfalls. I know of no other place where you can see so many great falls so close together. Definitely, definitely worth going out of your way to visit.

Take-Aways

1. Hiking in the rain is underrated. The woods close in around you and it is a totally different feeling, especially with your rain hood creating limited visibility. And there will likely be no other fools to bother you. If you go with the flow and it is warm enough, it can be relaxing. On the other hand, I once spent four straight days on the AT just north of Springer in December in the rain and I can safely say that it was a miserable and dangerous experience.

2 Pit zips in rain jackets are awesome. Wearing rain gear is always a balance between getting wet from the rain on the outside and getting wet on the inside from perspiration. Pit zips really help.

3. That first bit of warming sunshine after a rainstorm is so welcome. It turning into a miasmic swamp is so not welcome.

4. There is no waterfall not worth seeing.

5. Keen Newport sandals are really wonderful for non-technical hikes. Between Max Patch, walking around Asheville, and this hike, I put nearly 15 miles on them in two days, the first time I've ever really done more than use them in and around water. Extremely comfortable with the caveat that you can pick up a lot of grit inside them. Perfect for a non-demanding hike in the rain.

6. You've had a great day when a place is so beautiful that you really don't want to leave

Now on to post hike beers. When we got signal on our phones, we found Brevard Brewing on the main drag in Brevard. It was the first brewery in Transylvania County and is widely praised for their beers. They are a lager specialist in a world of ale houses, but lager isn't necessarily my thing. I made the mistake of telling our bartender that I was a hop head and that apparently pissed him off, hops not being their thing.

He put a glass of drinkable enough IPA (no doubt their customers forced them into brewing an ale against their will) in front of me with a side of attitude. No taste, no banter, just a glass of IPA and a helping of eye roll. Ann got something brown and whispered in my ear, "The bartender's a dick and I don't want to give him any more of our money," so we finished our beer and moved along to Ecusta Brewing just down the road. To be clear, we went to their production facility called the Pisgah Forest location rather than their tasting room on Main St.

Good IPA, Bad Attitude
Ecusta is the new kid in town but they're doing great beer. We had a great bartender and we joined a great crowd at the bar so we actually stayed a bit too long. Between us we tasted or drank six or seven of their beers and they were all very good quality. I'd surely go back.

Good Times at Ecusta Brewing

F.U.P.A: "Messed Up" Pale Ale

Some of the Fairly Rowdy Bar Crew
We just weren't ready to leave but after sobering up a bit, we had to hit the road to get back to Asheville. Our plan was to wander into downtown Asheville to have some Champagne at the Battery Park Book Exchange and Champagne Bar and then venture down to Wicked Weed for some dinner and beer, but we had had our fill of beer already that afternoon and were too hungry and tired for that, it being already 9pm. And Ann's bum knee was bothering her, so, we dipped into a little restaurant, Salsa, for a quick dinner.

Who is Very Happy?

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Crab Spliff Roll, Pretty Good Drinking Food
We started with a crab spliff roll, basically a crab chimichanga sliced three times on the bias and garnished with a red-brown mole and pineapple salsa. And then we had two different pork dishes, one a kind of take on carnitas. The food was decent enough especially after the food debacle the night before. It was getting late and we had a date the next morning with first Linville Falls and then Grandfather Mountain on our way to Boone where we would spend the next two nights, so we got going and walked the mile back to the B&B.

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