Was neither romantic, nor did it turn out being as lonely as I planned it to be. I have so much content today that I think I might have to hold some of it back so that the rest of the week won’t be a bore.
We’ll Always Have
After receiving some bad news on Friday morning I decided to stay the course and continue with my scheduled “Romantic Weekend For One” in Waynesville, NC. Some months ago I’d bought a two-night stay at The Waynesville Inn, a golf resort and spa, in Waynesville, NC from LivingSocial. No longer being a golfer and in no place to allow people to work on my body it was an odd choice of vacations, but I bought the deal during that small window of optimism that I had at the end of last year.
Before making my way to the inn I decided to head to Asheville for lunch. If ITP-Reader Lisa reads this, yes I ate at Barley’s Taproom, yes I ordered garlic knots.
The Waynesville Inn is okay, but not nearly as posh as advertised. I was in what I’ll call “the servants’ quarters” a very non-descript hotel room whose only feature was being able to look at the golfers putting on the ninth green. You know who play golf? Mostly older, overweight men, that’s who. The Inn had a restaurant which “allowed” business casual attire — ie “not a place I’d go, especially when I’m on vacation — and a bar called “The Tap Room” which was casual attire and had some of Waynesville attractive young ladies working within (in fact, I’m going to go on record and say as far as I’m concerned North Carolina has the prettiest girls I’ve ever seen).
The town of Waynesville, once you are far enough away from the Wal*Mart and Best Buy, is typical small-town America. I liked it very much, but know deep in my heart that I’d grow bored and antsy to leave quickly. On Friday night I went “in town” to have dinner at a local BBQ restaurant (sadly I was less-than impressed) before meandering over to City Hall to hear a band play square-dance music and watch the locals strut their stuff on Main Street. Having already logged a long day I swung by the local Ingles (American Owned!) picked up some beer (which I didn’t drink, nor could I refrigerate) and a twelve-pack of Cheerwine before cashing my chips in for the night. (I also looked for the mythical “dancing pigs” bacon that I swear I bought at an Ingles in Summerville, GA some years ago. No luck finding it.)
“Planning” was not exactly on the top of my list for this excursion; I realized this all-too-late. On Saturday morning I wound around the Blue Ridge Parkway with the intent on checking out Maggie Valley, NC — I never got out of the car. I wound my way back to Waynesville and meandered through downtown again before deciding that lunch would be consumed at a local pizza place. I ate a smashing pie with a glass of Appalachian IPA from Southern Appalachian Brewery. One of the disappointments I suffered in Waynesville was finding the “Coming Soon” sign on Waynesville’s soon-to-be-local brewery Frogs Level Brewery (whose website now doesn’t work so I’m wondering if this will be an indefinite “Coming Soon”).
The best plan I could conjure for Saturday given the somewhat dicey weather forecast was to head back into Asheville and try out a couple of the breweries there. My first stop was the hard-to-locate Wedge Brewing Co.. The address was 125B but the building’s addresses showed 123, then 129. It wasn’t until that I befriended a group of four other lost souls that we found our way around to the back. While standing there. minding my own business, I did a double-take when I recognized my friends Dave and Katherine walking up to the brewery. WTF?!? They were in Asheville for the night and had been given a tip to come to the brewery. Go figure.
I wound up spending the rest of the night with Dave and Katherine. Wait, that sounds funny. I wound up eating dinner with Dave and Katherine before joining them for a (unfortunately unspectacular) sunset drink at a strange bar called Sky Bar. I made the drive back to Waynesville and considered a nightcap at a local establishment but inertia had set in and I went back to the inn.
The initial “plan” for Sunday was to stop in at the Nantahala Brweing Company in Bryson City, NC before heading to do some photography at the Ocoee River again. The brewery’s tasting room didn’t open until noon so I had to find ways to kill time in Bryson City. After giving up on eating lunch at a local Italian eatery (the waitress was on her second day of waitressing and had just spilled an entire glass of water at the next table over) I drank a pint and a half of beer, bought a growler to go, realized that I was too whipped to head to the Ocoee, bought a bag of ice to keep the growler cool, and made my way back to Atlanta.
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I managed to make it to two breweries this weekend. In addition to Wedge Brewery I wound my way to
Don’t look for fantastic photos from this weekend’s getaway, I took no photos with my DSLR.
The Garmin Conundrum
The “New Jill” (aka Garmin NÃ¼vi 850 GPS) has the worst turn-by-turn directions I’ve encountered. The directions are not timely and oftentimes get you to go off the road you are on in order to get onto the road you are on. No fewer than three times this weekend I was instructed to leave a road only to return to it. Even worse, on one occasion I was told to stay left on the highway and at the last minute was instructed to take the ramp on the right (traffic didn’t allow this, I found an alternative route).
Perhaps the only good thing Jill brought to me was a drive down NC-28. Rarely has a road inspired my to ride my bicycle, but this twenty-one mile, winding, psuedo-mountainous, road from Lauada to Franklin, NC was exhilarating to drive and would be awesome to ride if not for its middle-of-nowhere location and potential for injury with cars and such.
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Which reminds me of something else. Apparently there was a triathlon on Saturday near Waynesville. My car was the poser of the parking lot as three vehicles parked around me sported their fancy-pants tri-bikes while the Jackmobile sported an empty bike rack. Given the dire weather forecast I decided to leave my new ride at home. While I’m sure I could have fit a ride or two in, I was somewhat validated by the appearance of two heavy thunderstorms which hit the area on Friday and Saturday.
Stats & Goals
Current Mood – nervous. Also, my back hurts as if I pulled a muscle; it started hurting yesterday and I don’t know why it is.
Current Music – silence as I determine what podcast I want to hear
Website Of The Day – On my drive home yesterday I discovered Thomas Kemper Soda. I had the black cherry and it was delicious!
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car
Exercise (b)Log – Friday: stair climbing, 6 flights
Morning Weigh-In – not checking for a while
Foot Mileage – 0.0 miles
Wheel Mileage – 0.0 miles
Pushups – 0
Situps – 0
Stairs – 12 flights
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 0 (0)
Vegetarian Days – 0
Carnivorous Days – 7
Marta Rides To Work – 0
Bike Rides To Work – 0
– “Completely” recover from the bike crash
– Ride my bike no fewer than 150 miles
– Not to get sick for the entire month
– Not get fired from my job
– Run at least once
– Eat vegetarian no fewer than five days
– Lose two pounds
2011 Goals [will be a little more fluid than in past years]
– Reduce my weight by 25 pounds based on the my weight as measured on February 1st
Completely read the book Daily Negations which I received as a Christmas gift.
– Run Sharpened Stone as a real business — one which does not get penalized.
– Save $500 for the sole purpose of donating to charitable organizations of my choice
– Attend at least one professional photography workshop
– Enter no fewer than three photographic competitions / gallery showings
Ride in no fewer than five 50 mile or 50K bike rides
– Run in no fewer than
two one half-marathon
– Submit at least one application under the name “Sharpened Stone” to Apple’s iOS store
– Continue backing up all data, including the off-site storage
– Become a proficient programmer in Objective-C
– Do not create a solution for something which is not a problem
– Eat smaller portions