I spent last weekend enjoying one of the biggest reasons to move to the mountains of Murphy, North Carolina. During an overnight trip to Asheville- another great destination that's only 2 hours from Murphy I was treated to an incredible display.
The oldest mountains in the world covered in vivid shades of crimson and gold sprawled around me in every direction.
We took the scenic route through the Nantahala National Forest, a two lane road that follows the Nantahala River, where scenes like this await around every curve in the road. The white water rafters weren't out, but there were plenty of fly fishermen casting for native trout.
After years of living here in the Southern mountains, we finally stopped at one of the roadside flea markets for our first taste of boiled peanuts. Dipped from the vat, a single nut was dropped, still steaming, into each of our waiting hands.
I'm sorry to say that for me, it's a vastly overrated treat. Maybe it's an acquired taste, but it reminded me of an overcooked lima bean. But it was fun to play tourist in my own back yard for a change.
Cruising the Smokies enjoying Mother Nature's finest display - there's no better way to spend a sunny fall weekend.
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