Boomer Summer of 2008 travel blog

Condos that the Wilson family are staying in.Locals call the building "the...

A view from the top!

Another view from the top.

Toni and the Wilson's grandaughters.

Amanda 5yrs. and Elizabeth 2yrs.

We arrive at our timeshare.

The lake awaits our grandsons fishing poles.

Honeymooners are in the unit below!

On our way to meet the Smiths for pizza, downtown.

We departed Roan Mountain, TN for Blowing Rock, NC. where we will spend the next 6 days in our time-share at Swiss Mountain Village. We have owned this time-share since 1981, my how time flies.

Dan & Martha were kind enough to let us park our Motor Home in their yard at Roan Mountain while we spend this week in Blowing Rock. We plan to depart Blowing Rock on Friday, June 13 on our way to Cincinnati, OH where we will stay until June 22nd at East Fork State Park.

Saturday, Jun 07:

We left today for Blowing Rock, N.C. where we will spend 6 days at our time-share in the mountains. We have been going there for 27 years and look forward to that sentimental feeling we get from all the memories we’ve shared there, with family and friends. We love the quaint little town of Blowing Rock, much like Mt. Dora, only with mountains.


Click on the link for the story of Blowing Rock, if you’ve never been. and the Legend is as folows:

It is said that a Chickasaw chieftan, fearful of a white man’s admiration for his lovely daughter, journeyed far from the plains to bring her to The Blowing Rock and the care of a squaw mother. One day the maiden, daydreaming on the craggy cliff, spied a Cherokee brave wandering in the wilderness far below and playfully shot an arrow in his direction. The flirtation worked because soon he appeared before her wigwam, courted her with songs of his land and they became lovers, wandering the pathless woodlands and along the crystal streams.

One day a strange reddening of the sky brought the brave and the maiden to The Blowing Rock. To him it was a sign of trouble commanding his return to his tribe in the plains. With the maiden’s entreaties not to leave her, the brave, torn by conflict of duty and heart, leaped from The Rock into the wilderness far below. The grief-stricken maiden prayed daily to the Great Spirit until one evening with a reddening sky, a gust of wind blew her lover back onto The Rock and into her arms. From that day a perpetual wind has blown up onto The Rock from the valley below. For people of other days, at least, this was explanation enough for The Blowing Rock’s mysterious winds causing even the snow to fall upside down.


About The History of Blowing Rock:

On the way to Blowing Rock, we stopped to visit family in Sugar Mountain, NC where George’s cousins; George & Sandy Wilson, daughter Melissa and granddaughters, Amanda and Bessie are spending the month of June in a condo there. There home is in Indialantic, Fl., close to where George spent his childhood. We enjoyed lunch on the veranda at the General Store on Beech Mountain chatting about old times, kids and old age ailments, ha!

We left Beech Mountain for our time-share at Swiss Mountain Village in Blowing Rock, NC. After checking in, unloading the car and getting situated in our unit, we drove into Boone for a light bite and to check out the changes in big city (Boone). We were very happy to find a Panera Bread had opened in Boone so we caught a quick “Pick Two”, soup and salad. We called it an early night and returned to our unit to the sound of rain on the roof, its music to our ears!

Sunday, Jun 08:

After having to close the windows because it got so cool through the night, we awoke with another prediction of record heat for the mountains. Thank goodness for the cool nights.

We decided to grocery shop before our son Torrey and his boys Chase 8yrs. And Colton 4yrs. arrive on Tuesday. The boys will be with us for 10 days, but Torrey will leave on Friday to head for Atlanta. His job sometimes takes him out of state.

We were happy to go into town and have dinner with our old friends of 27 years, Alice and Brent Smith. The Smiths live in Hickory, N.C., about 45 min. down the mountain. We had great pizza and beer on a outdoor deck at a place called “The Mellow Mushroom.” We always have a lot of laughs with these old friends, the kind of laughs that come from being friends for so long. We bid them farewell but hope they will come for a visit in Florida when it gets cooler down south.

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