Sunday, November 1, 2009

Blowing Rock in October


Here we are, lads, zooming along the highway headed toward our favorite mountain town, Blowing Rock.

The day was lovely this time. Last visit rain lashed me windscreen all day, but today was sunny and bright.

The autumn color had passed it's peek, I'm quite sorry to say. Mistress thought she would be catching the color at its best, but she misjudged this time. Still the day was great fun.

Mistress took me to see the spot where the Mayview Manor hotel used to stand. When Mistress was but a slip of a girl, her Father used to bring the family here for vacations. It was a lovely hotel and quite elegant, I am told. Even when Mistress was a girl the hotel required that you dress for dinner in the dining room, and you could not pass through the lobby in your swimwear! The pool still holds a special place in Mistresses heart. It was built off the side of the mountain so the view one saw is that pictured in the photos above. Mistress used to pretend she was Esther Williams in one of her Hollywood swimming extravaganzas when she swam in that pool.

On the way up, Mistress had me take a slight "off the beaten path" so that I could have myself photographed on one of the old bridges that used to span the depths on the old road to the mountains. Aren't they lovely? Only a few still stand, but it is testament to the fact that things can have both beauty and serviceability.

While enjoying our day downtown, Mistress was feeling a bit peckish, but couldn't decide what she wanted to eat. Or, for that matter, where. Finally she decided to simply have a Kilwins ice cream and call that luncheon! Steed got a taste so that was just fine with him.
Kilwins is a dangerous place that makes its own ice cream and fudge. Today Mistress chose Turtle Cheesecake in a waffle cone. Meself, I don't indulge. Give me a good drink of fine motor oil anytime. But Mistress said its the best flavor she's ever tried! Steed told me that his favorite part was the bite of waffle cone he got!

These mountains are called the "Blue Ridge" mountains by many, and it is easy on a day like this to see how they got that name.

A most enjoyable Autumn adventure. Mistress took some of her fashion dolls along and is going to put a few photos in her blog "Under a Flamingomoon". I think this is about all for me now. Looking forward to our next visit. Do motor with us again! Ta!