Thursday, August 03, 2006

A River Runs Through It

The French Broad River runs right through the middle of no where. Rafting down the river starts out in a tiny little town were the river guides gather up the adventure seeking tourists. A new friend leaps into the waters that flow through the town.















A train rumbled by on the other side of the street from the few buildings that made up this town. It did not stop. It must have had some where to go.
















A smaller stream which feeds into the French Broad also passes through town. This stone building was perched right up to the edge. It looks as if it has in the past and still could withstand a substantial rise in the water that moves at its base.
















There were even stairs to no where in the middle of the other half block that made up this town.


















Neither of us felt we were ready for our closeup after drying off and changing from the morning run down a scenic river. But here you have us, we look pretty good for River Rats though. We had Sliced Bread Sandwiches with Crusts for lunch. Some of you may be familiar with Bread. One couldn't ask for a nicer and more energetic guide for a stroll through no where.
















Most may not even notice this tiny town. I did and it seems a few others have too. A trendy bistro and boutique hotel now offers food and lodging in no where.
















Upstairs dining offers a view out onto the railroad tracks and the trains passing by.
















A comforting scene and place to rest after a ride down the river if you care to stay a spell in no where.
















I missed the Hot Springs the other main attraction in town. Perhaps on my next visit I'll rent a warm tub over looking the French Broad.

5 comments:

whistlestop caboose said...

I like the color of the bedroom, but I especially liked the sound of the Bread.

christin m p in massachusetts said...

Christopher,
Is that you with our good friend Debbie?

Ellen,
Ditto on the soothing colors of the bedroom...

Christopher C. in Hawaii said...

Yes Christina that is indeed. Isn't it amazing the gifts life can offer. Debbie and her husband are building a home just 35 minutes away by the two lane country road that runs by the land my parents have offered me.

christin m p in massachusetts said...

I know it -- life sometimes contains good surprises too. I'm so happy for all of you -- Dan and his wife getting their new house, Deb and her husband building a new house, and you getting the land in the mountains...

I'm hoping that brass ring comes around for me again soon too. If it does, I'll grab it in a heartbeat this time, because I've already seen what happens when I hesitate. I've been thinking that maybe when my brother and his buddy move to Charlotte, I might take the opportunity to check out some land in the mountains too -- I hope it's a lot like the White Mountains of New Hampshire, as that's one of my favorite places in the world. Only, New Hampshire real estate is almost as expensive as in Mass, so it's out of my reach. The most key ingredient for retirement is to have a sound home of my own that is already paid off by then. I only have around twenty years to go, so I've gotta get moving on that goal...

deb said...

"No Where" I like the sound of it, and the town is about as secluded as can be and still have a highway that can take a person to "Some Where". It was wonderful meeting you in person Christopher and I look forward to having you for a neighbor in a few years. Oh, and I look forward to meeting Annie also.