Pouring out of the southern Appalachian Mountains, water comes together with other water. Streams and rivers beckon to a lone motorcyclist to follow them as they spread out across the Tennessee Valley. Soon the rivers become tranquil blue expanses against the green hills, and massive gray mountains of concrete and steel lure you to throw the kickstand down and marvel at the … [Read more...] about Nine lakes and a lost sea: ‘Built for the people’ also includes motorcyclists
Cherohala Skyway
All Roads Lead to Maggie Valley
Sometime before sunset, after the tourists have headed back to their hotels, it’s possible to be alone on the Blue Ridge Parkway. You can pull over at a scenic overlook, slip your bike on the stand, lean back, and get lost in the magical vista. As multiple layers of soft color melt away into the distance behind the fading mountains, the spirits of the ancient ones whisper … [Read more...] about All Roads Lead to Maggie Valley
Swimming spots : Cooling off during summer rides
By Sarah Merrell Summer often means sweltering, afternoon temperatures. If you find yourself dripping in sweat and cursing the heat during a ride, a nice cool, respite does exist — swimming holes. These gems range from crisp mountain lakes to chilled pools of water at the bases of waterfalls to fresh bubbling rivers. It’s the perfect way to enjoy a summer ride and cool off … [Read more...] about Swimming spots : Cooling off during summer rides
Wine Touring: Across the Cherohala to Tsali Notch Vineyards
The mountains seem to cradle this bucolic valley. Beyond the orderly rows of vines, the blue-gray band of the Southern Appalachian Mountains fences off this area of east Tennessee, protecting it. Cherishing it. Briefly interrupting this peaceful scene, a group of nearly a dozen motorcyclists arrive at Tsali Notch Vineyard near Madisonville, Tennessee, after crossing the … [Read more...] about Wine Touring: Across the Cherohala to Tsali Notch Vineyards
Cherohala Skyway: Nostalgia and furtive glances at the past
Nearly 30 years ago, an old friend introduced me to motorcycle camping. During those early years, the two of us came together a couple times a year for epic camping and rides, which usually led to some irresponsible, reckless behavior that young men with a false sense of immortality often undertake. I often returned home with sore abdominal muscles from excessive infantile … [Read more...] about Cherohala Skyway: Nostalgia and furtive glances at the past
