"It Rains on Me"
Blowing Rock Travel Blog› entry 50 of 61 › view all entries
Pressing on from Wilkesboro, I soon arrived at Blowing Rock. Alas, my first impression was the entire town was under construction and a more appropriate name would be “orange-cone-ville.” Traffic was a slog with many lane closures and virtually every sidewalk dug up. I was grateful to arrive at my hotel and just get off the slow, muddy roadways in town.
After stowing gear I returned to the front desk and asked about walking to Blowing Rock, the town’s namesake attraction (appeared to be 1.5 miles away). I was unsurprisingly dissuaded because of sidewalk concerns. Walking anywhere was a potential mud-fest, subject to being dead-ended with forced retreat.
Scanning possibilities, I struck out for a potential triple play of waterfalls along the Glen Burney Trail. Beyond hopes of witnessing some natural beauty, further motivation was due to the trailhead being nearby. Rain clouds were massing and it was late in the day (almost 4PM). Beyond yielding a pleasant hike, reviewed below, the foray extended a solid introduction to getting around town. Routes 221 and 321 (the latter aka Main Street and Valley Boulevard) pretty much form a huge circle, roughly two miles circumference, which constitute the main drags of the town of Blowing Rock. It is a small town, but charming.
Returning after the hike I walked to another BBQ joint next door, and this time actually ordered barbeque (see previous entry for this day)! The day’s sad conclusion would be sprinting home in a deluge as the rain really let loose after dinner. This was forecasted, so my fault for tarrying over a leisurely meal. Seems everywhere I go, it rains on me…