Early one Saturday morning, while the rest of the world slept, I put on a bathing suit and Chacos, grabbed my camera and a cup of coffee, and set out with a friend to drive down the Outer Banks. We had no plan, just a ticket for the Ocracoke ferry back to the mainland that evening. We crossed the Croatan Sound at Roanoke Island and with good music playing and windows down, headed south on highway 12 to begin our day trek down the islands. Continue reading “Driving the Outer Banks”
Towards the end of May on a rainy, gray Tennessee morning, with camera in hand, I set out to explore The Hermitage. It was humid and sticky as I followed the path to the house from the parking lot. Upon arrival, I soon came to realize that this was not my first time to be here. Continue reading “The Hermitage: A President’s Home for Presidents Day”
As I planned my 22 hour, week long road trip to North Carolina, my dear friend (also the one who made the trip with me) told me about this magical place called The Biltmore. She showed me pictures and told tales of it’s magnitude and beauty, and I knew I had to go. So I did some research, learned more about the Biltmore and it’s rich history, and planned one full day to explore this beautiful estate. And I am very glad I did.
The car was loaded. The goodbyes had been said. The fuel tank was full. A mug of liquid energy sat in the cup holder. A dear friend by my side. And so it began. I set out into the dark Monday morning.
The plan was to make it to Nashville, Murfreesburo actually, to stay with a friend and explore middle Tennessee for a few days. Continue reading “Enjoying the Road”