I am an ordained minister through the Universal Life Church and am able to officiate at wedding ceremonies most everywhere. I think I've done six or seven weddings now over the past four or five years. Now, for my friends who know me, this is a pretty radical departure from my normal views on organized religion. Add the fact that just about anytime I walk into a church I first look for the nearest fire extinguisher in case I suddenly catch on fire. Late last year, my cousin - who is like a sister to me (we're 11 days apart in age) - called me up and told me that her daughter was getting married on a horse farm-turned-wedding venue in North Carolina and she asked if I would officiate the wedding. "She doesn't want just anyone to do the ceremony," she told me of her daughter's wishes. "She think you'd be perfect to do it." How could I say no to that? So at the end of last month, my wife and I flew into Charlotte and drove up to Winston-Salem for the wedding. After the wedding was over, we drove out to the western mountains of North Carolina up to Asheville for a few days. You'll be reading about some of the places we ate at, drank at, hung out at, and stopped at off and on over the next few weeks. But here's a quick overview of where we went and what we did.
First of all - a quick observation regarding traffic lights in major North Carolina cities. If you roll up to a major intersection in one of the larger cities in the state and the light is turning from yellow to red, well, you're gonna be sitting there for a long time. More than once, we sat at a stop light for a minimum of two minutes. The first instance happened moments after we left Charlotte Douglas International Airport where we sat at a light for what seemed to be an eternity. And if you're in a left turn lane at a stop light, you may see a dozen cars make it through the intersection once the left turn signal turned green. Or you could be on the unlucky cycle and the timer only allows four cars through. We had that happen to us a couple of times. At first it was maddening, but since we were there for over a week we sort of were resigned to the fact that we'd be sitting at a light for a longer time than we're used to back home.
We stayed in downtown Winston-Salem where the wedding party was set up for the weekend. Winston-Salem was basically built on tobacco as R.J. Reynolds was the major tobacco manufacturer in America for well over a century. Wake Forest University is also located in Winston-Salem and we took some time to drive through the campus and I'll have to say it was one of the more pretty college campuses that I've been to. And not far from Wake Forest was the former estate of R.J. Reynolds - Reynolda - that now houses a conservatory, a rose garden, a number of small shops and restaurants, and the main house that features some of the finest American art shown in the Southeast, Reynolda House Museum of American Art.
We spent some time at Reynolda one day just to walk the gardens and take a look at the flowers. My wife and I do a lot of gardening and we have around two dozen rose bushes in our yard. It's always nice to see large rose gardens to get ideas of what we may want to have for more roses in our yard. Unfortunately, we were probably 10 days too late as many of the rose bushes in the garden had lost their color from the first bloom. Nonetheless, it was a pretty and relaxing walk through the gardens at Reynolda.
We took a drive north of Winston-Salem to go up to Pilot Mountain State Park. The views of the valley back down to Winston-Salem were spectacular from the observation areas near the big pinnacle of Pilot Mountain that was used as a navigation guide for Native Americans living in the area centuries ago.
Just north of Pilot Mountain was the town of Mt. Airy - which is the home to actor Andy Griffith. Since I am a huge fan of the Andy Griffith Show, we drove up to Mt. Airy to visit the Andy Griffith Museum. However, we got there about 45 minutes after the museum opened that Saturday morning and the line was, well, I categorized it to my cousin later in the day as being "from here to Denver" in length. We still had places to go and we were on sort of a time constraint so we didn't stop.
Mt. Airy was the place where the fictional town of Mayberry was based after. (Mount Pilot, the city near Mayberry on the show? Pilot Mountain? Get it? There is a Pilot Mountain town near Mt. Airy.) One of the things that stood out to us as we drove through Mt. Airy were the number of houses that had expansive front porches on the front. As in, nearly every house that we saw. We even saw trailer homes that had front porches built onto the front of them. One of the focal points of the Andy Griffith Show were the scenes shot on the front porch of the Taylor home. It makes a lot of sense now that we saw all the homes with large front porches in the town. We did miss some other things there in Mt. Airy that pertained to the Andy Griffith show, but we needed to move on as my wife wanted to go to one more place before heading back to Winston-Salem.
From there, we drove to Hanging Rock State Park (we drove through the town of Pilot Mountain, NC to get there). Here's a tip from Road Tips - unless you're interested in doing some hiking or camping, there's not much to see at Hanging Rock. We got out of the car, went to an observation area, and off in the distance - about a half mile away - was a rocky ledge that was supposedly the Hanging Rock. I said, "That's it?" I didn't even take a picture of it, it was so underwhelming. However, I was told that the hiking trails at Hanging Rock State Park are some of the better ones in North Carolina.
The wedding was held at Adaumont Farm, an event and entertainment venue outside of Trinity, NC. (see map) The farm was owned by over 40 years by the Petty family - yes, that Petty family which includes the King of Nascar racing Richard Petty and his son, Kyle Petty. Kyle Petty and his first wife, Pattie, lived on the property and raised their three boys - Adam, Austin and Montgomery - on the farm. The farm name is a combination of the first few letters in the three boys names. (Adam Petty was tragically killed during practice at a race track in New Hampshire in 2000.)
The Kyle and Pattie Petty split in 2012 with Patty getting the farm. She ended up selling the farm to a company who specializes in events such as weddings, receptions, corporate events and private functions in 2016. We were told the house that the Petty's used to live in is basically empty, but for some reason a number of video games were left behind when the sale was made.
The nearly 400 acre farm features a 50 acre pond with a ceremonial platform next to it for wedding ceremonies. There is a small lodge that has a covered picnic area with a large barbecue pit next to it. The horse barn is over 25,000 square feet in size and the original riding ring is now a large room where receptions and shows are held. I had to go out there on the day before the wedding for the rehearsal and I took a closer look around the horse barn. It was definitely set up for large receptions and parties with indoor and outdoor bar areas, huge refrigerators that could hold cases of bottled beer, a large kitchen prep area, and a backstage area for performers to use before and after their gig. After the wedding, my wife and I were given a private tour by an employee of Adaumont Farm who talked about the history of the place, some of the interesting tidbits of the Petty family owning the place (there was evidently a Petty family private car museum on the property at one point), and what has to go in to the day-to-day operations, part of which are still a working farm.
After leaving Winston-Salem, we drove west toward the Blue Ridge Mountains. My wife had been hoping that we would be able to go to the coast and hang at the ocean for a few days. But when I showed her how far we were from the ocean (about 4.5 hours to the Outer Banks) and how close we were to the mountains (less than two hours), she decided going to the mountains would be better on this trip.
Our first stop was in Blowing Rock, a small arts community just outside of Boone, NC. We had lunch there and walked around the crowded streets of the small community full of shops and galleries. If you've ever been to Galena, IL - well, it's North Carolina's answer to Galena. After about an hour of walking around we had had enough.
Outside of the town of Blowing Rock is an attraction called The Blowing Rock. Supposedly, during windy conditions you can throw light objects off the rock and the wind will pick them up and blow them back up to the person. It's a small ledge and offers a nice view of the valley below. There's also a couple three vista porches where people - like me, who are too scared to climb the rock - can look out to see the view.
Now, here's another tip from Road Tips - Blowing Rock blows. It cost us $7 each to go out to see not only the views, but the Blowing Rock. There was a pathway that took you under the Blowing Rock - big deal! And they were touting this garden at the end of the pathway outside of the gift shop that was supposed to be beautiful. We were incredulous because of how small it was. "Our backyard at home is more colorful and interesting than this," I exclaimed to my wife. I felt Blowing Rock was a rip-off, but my wife tried to rationalize the visit saying that I've spent $14 bucks on bad beer before. We were there just about 20 minutes, tops.
From there, we went on to Asheville, NC, our base for the next four days. On our trip to the Great Smoky Mountains a couple of years ago, we spent a night in far western North Carolina after visiting a friend. It turned out that we were probably less than an hour from Asheville and we should have gone there at that time. This time, we decided to hang in Asheville and get to know the town. We spent our time there at a newish-Hilton Garden Inn near downtown Asheville that was one of the best of its kind that I've stayed in. (I'll have a write-up about the Hilton Garden Inn in Asheville at a later date - it was that good of a place.) We found a number of great places to eat, did some shopping and just sort of relaxed in the mountain air.
Asheville is also known for its large community of microbreweries and brewpubs. There are over 40 microbreweries located within an area that encompasses the city of Asheville and down to Hendersonville, NC about 25 miles away. We went to a handful of them and I'll have some reports on the ones we visited at a later date.
One of the things my wife wanted to do was to visit Biltmore, the "vacation" estate of the Vanderbilt family that was built at toward the end of the 19th century. When the young scion of Cornelius Vanderbilt - grandson George Washington Vanderbilt II - visited his mother who was spending the summer in the Blue Ridge Mountains in 1888, he decided that he would build a grand vacation home in the mountains. Work on the mansion began in 1889 and finished in 1895 in time for George Vanderbilt to host Christmas for friends and family. The Vanderbilt family opened the mansion for tours in 1930 and today tens of thousands of people visit Biltmore annually.
It costs $75 per person to visit Biltmore - a little steep in my book to visit the house. But the vast garden and conservatory were part of the tour, as well. We were able to find specially priced tickets of $55 each on-line if we bought them more than 7 days in advance. While the gardens were very cool, I still wasn't certain that the Biltmore tour was worth the $55 each we paid. I'll have more about our visit to the Biltmore estate at a later date.
Asheville also has a thriving arts community. The River Arts District encompasses roughly a six block area south of downtown Asheville with over 20 former industrial buildings along the French Broad River housing galleries and working art studios.
We stopped into a number of places in the River Arts District including a glass factory where they were blowing glass, a working pottery studio, a studio where the artist made some very cool artwork out of old highway signs, and a place that re-caned chairs. In the place that caned chairs, they also had what they called the only caned chair museum in the United States. Not only was it somewhat amusing, but it was also kind of neat.
My wife - always the smart one - had me drive to the Asheville Visitors Center to see if there was anything that we needed to go see. The one lady volunteer we talked with said, "Have you guys driven up to Mt. Pisgah on the Blue Ridge Parkway?" She showed us how to get out to the Parkway - one of the entrances was not far from our hotel - and she told us to drive south on the Parkway up to a lodge near Mt. Pisgah, one of the more recognizable landmarks around Asheville. The drive was easy and the multiple drive-out views we encountered were spectacular. And the views were FREE (bite me, Blowing Rock!). I'll have a more in-depth report on our drive on the Blue Ridge Parkway in the coming days.
North Carolina is a beautiful state and I'm glad we got some time to spend in the mountains. I'll have some write-ups of some of the restaurants and brewpubs we went to, as well as a closer look at our trips along the Blue Ridge Parkway and to the Biltmore mansion in the coming days. There really wasn't any part of the state that we went to that I could say wasn't pleasant to look at.