For our ten-year anniversary, we were fortunate enough to have the time and backup team (thanks Grandparents!) to take a week long trip sans kids. This was our first trip longer than 1-2 nights since the twins were born 4.5 years ago. For everything we considered, we landed on Asheville, NC as the perfect location under the following criteria.
- Neither of us had ever been to Asheville / the Smoky mountains.
- The craft beer scene is amazing.
- The wild trout fishing is world renown.
Our first part of the trip was spent in Asheville, NC. We’d heard great things, but overall the (small/quaint) city way exceeded expectations (that were already somewhat high). We hit a few restaurants and the food was amazing. The music was awesome and the beer was as advertised. Disc golf was totally rad, but the highlight was our Penguins won the Stanley Cup Sunday night. Back-to-Back baby! The celebration was so much fun and the shots of Jameson with random strangers were flowing. The trip started well.
We moved to Franklin, NC for an amazing 5 days and got into some real peace and serenity. These were the mountains of the true Cherokee Indian tribe, which I have lineage to (and explains a lot). They were powerful, stoic, and you could really feel the ancient energy of these mountains. The mountains were deep and on most nights, the fog would roll in to completely consume them in a cloud of mist. It was so cool to watch and felt so mystical. And each morning, we’d sit on a rocking chair with a cup of coffee and watch the fog lift back off the range and return to the nothingness that they came from. We hiked, did some gemstone mining (hit it big with some Rubies and Sapphires!), read, relaxed and ate some good food.