In Blowing Rock for the 4th…
Last night we camped by the river at the bottom of Grandfather Mountain. To get there, we drove 25 minuets down a long and windy dirt road. I dread washing the campfire off of my body but I am very excited to clean up and check out the live music and parade in Blowing Rock this afternoon. Trips like this make me miss living in the mountains.
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