Trip to Asheville, day 2

I woke up early and took a walk, looking for pipsqueaks. The morning was chilly and I was wearing the wrong shoes. But it was fall and my favorite season and the mountains were all around. The road went along the Swannanoa river. Asheville is west of the eastern continental divide. So I'm assuming this water will eventually end up in the Mississippi and eventually the Gulf of Mexico.









Here is another picture.












As the sun started to come out more, I noticed that the mighty kudzu was seemingly unperturbed by fall's chilly breath.










Unfortunately, I was hard-pressed to find any pip-squeaks this morning. However, I did run into Fredbird and his girlfriend Fredericabird. Only Fredbird is in this picture, however, Fredericabird being more demure.













Later, we took a trolley tour of Asheville . . .

Trip to Asheville, day 1

I am on fall break from school. We went to Asheville, North Carolina

First, We went to the Blue Ridge Parkway. Then we hiked up Mount Pisgah. Pisgah was awash in fall colors.














Here is J en route to the top.













Then we went to a graveyard, Riverside Cemetery in Asheville. The helpful folk at the Asheville Visitor's center pointed us in the right direction and even gave us a map of the cemetery.

We saw Thomas Wolfe's and O. Henry's graves. The following picture is of me standing next to the sign pointing us to O. Henry's grave, whose real name is William Sydney Porter.















I started noticing that there were a lot of pip-squeaks in the graveyard. J, at first scornful of my interest in the furry creatures, became the most intrepid pip-squeak hunter of them all, capturing this one on my camera.