Until we checked the admission price (especially as related to the time we'd actually spend there), we'd considered visiting the Biltmore Estate on the southern edge of Asheville on Saturday.
Instead, we drove a little further south to the Carl Sandburg Home, a National Historic Site run by the National Park Service. And what a wonderful decision it was!
There's a nice hike up to the property from the parking area, and soon enough the house comes into view.
Carl was born in Illinois, his wife Lilian in Michigan; they met in Wisconsin when they both were members of Wisconsin's Social Democratic Party. Strong ties to the Upper Midwest/Great Lakes.
In later years, Lilian raised dairy goats. The barn, farm, and milk house exhibits were terrific… oh, those outbuildings!
Katie made friends with the kids.
The original chicken house is enormous!
Inside the greenhouse, above.
When in North Carolina… BBQ for lunch again! This time, it was at Hubba Hubba Smokehouse in Flat Rock, and it was fantastic! We obviously loved the idea of deviled eggs as a side option! I knew we were officially in the south when I saw pimento cheese pop up on the menu a couple of times.
And, you guessed it, we hit the Blue Ridge Parkway one last time…
We made it to the top of Mount Mitchell, the highest peak east of the Mississippi, but the very top was in the clouds! So cold and windy, too.
I considered buying a sweatshirt, but reason prevailed… we were only there for a short time before heading back down.
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We got up SUPER early on Sunday and made the trip home in a day.
One last breakfast.
We put our flag on the map in the cottage — the third visitors from Wisconsin!
We said good bye to our sweet cottage.
And after a long (but pleasant) day of driving, hello to HOME!
Thanks North Carolina! I hope I see you again someday! (The end.)