When I started this blog, I was a reset merchandiser, traveling the southeast. Now I'm retired, visiting and going to events. Or I was until the pandemic hit. Now I follow weather, going to places I can avoid people. When I started this blog, I'd just moved into a 26' Class C. Since then I've lived in a 32' Class A, a Grand Caravan, and now a B3500 former wheelchair van. All these varied rigs have been right for a particular time in my travels. ~ Gypsy Jane
Saturday, February 03, 2007
This week we were at Kings Mountain, NC.
One would think, then, that I went to Kings Mountain State Park. Actually, that is just across the border into South Carolina.
Where I went to go hiking was Crowder's Mountain State Park.
There are lots and lots of hiking trails there, and backpacking campsites - no I was not tempted - it was very very cold that week.
Once upon a time, the land this park was on was a World War I artillery range. If you find a piece of ordnance laying around (very rare, actually), don't touch it, leave the area, tell a ranger. On the other hand, if you find my right glove, which I dropped along the lake trail, email me!
It's black, part suede, part knit. When I realized I'd dropped it I retraced my steps and hiked the lake trail a second time - to no avail. The funny part is that when I stopped in at headquarters to see if someone had found it, someone had turned in a black glove. Not mine, though. What are the odds, at the end of January?
One would think, then, that I went to Kings Mountain State Park. Actually, that is just across the border into South Carolina.
Where I went to go hiking was Crowder's Mountain State Park.
There are lots and lots of hiking trails there, and backpacking campsites - no I was not tempted - it was very very cold that week.
Once upon a time, the land this park was on was a World War I artillery range. If you find a piece of ordnance laying around (very rare, actually), don't touch it, leave the area, tell a ranger. On the other hand, if you find my right glove, which I dropped along the lake trail, email me!
It's black, part suede, part knit. When I realized I'd dropped it I retraced my steps and hiked the lake trail a second time - to no avail. The funny part is that when I stopped in at headquarters to see if someone had found it, someone had turned in a black glove. Not mine, though. What are the odds, at the end of January?
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I live near there and try to hike, walk, jog...never run...Crowder's Mtn at least once a week...it's tough...the lake is a beauty tho...and it's rarely crowded.
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