Over the weekend of March 16, 2013, I (Bob Laney) went solo backpacking in Doughton Park, on the south side of the Blue Ridge Parkway, in northeast Wilkes County. The goal was to get in a winter trip before the vernal equinox; and to brush up on my winter backpacking skills, which I had not exercised in several years. I called around for companions, but got no takers. Most of my friends expressed concern about their lack of skills and / or gear for winter camping. Ironically, the weekend of the trip the weather was unseasonably warm (temperature to the low 70's) and sunny all day Saturday. Sunday was cooler and wetter, but no more so than a typical spring or fall outing.
The weekend of May 18 - 19, 2013, I went backpacking on Grandfather Mountain. Due to lack of lead time in planning, I did not have any companions, so the trip was solo. On the way driving up to the mountains, I saw several wild turkey on the Blue Ridge Parkway. After getting on Grandfather Mountain, at least four grouse flushed near me in a staccato drumbeat of wings.
The weekend of June 15 - 16, 2013, I went backpacking in Boone Fork bowl. This high mountain valley is the headwaters of the Boone Fork, which is best known as the creek feeding and exiting from Price Lake in Price Park on the Blue Ridge Parkway. The bowl is located south of Price Park and north of Grandfather Mountain. Boone Fork Trail in Price Park also follows this creek part of the way from Price Lake cross country to where the creek joins the Watauga River just west of Hounds Ears Golf Course at the downhill end of Shulls Mill Road.
Well, I officially ran 'The Bear' last night. At least, I ran all but about 200 feet where it was so doggoned steep that I had to stop and walk. In case you don't know, the Bear is a run that starts in Linville, NC, at the Hwy 105 and US 221 intersection. From there the course goes five miles, all uphill, along a gravel road for the first 2 - 3 miles, then crosses over into Grandfather Mountain property and climbs to the top of Grandfather Mountain. The finish line is at the Swinging Bridge parking area. The reason I'm writing about this is to tell you what a really unique experience it was.
My nephew Robert Parker joined me (Ranger Bob) the weekend of July 13, 2013, for a backpacking trip to Linville Gorge, NC. The gorge is a designated wilderness area in the Pisgah National Forest, bisected by the Linville River, north of Lake James. Linville Gorge is known for being a rugged place to go, and it really is. The trails are littered with steep, slick rocks, mud holes, grown over with bushes and briars, huge fallen tree trunks that have to be clambered over or squeezed under, and in many places the route simply disappears over long stretches of rocks and roots due to the lack of traffic. Most of the trip it was a nerve wracking effort to see and keep on the trail.
Most of the time, when I go to Grandfather Mountain, I park at a Parkway overlook, or at NC 105, or US-221, and hike to the top. Last year, a law office client of mine who was a Grandfather Mountain employee gave me a pass to the main entrance, entitling me to drive in the front gate and park in the main parking lot at the Swinging Bridge like I was somebody. So, on Saturday September 7, 2013, I did.
A year or so ago a client gave me two vehicle passes to the Grandfather Mountain front country. I used one pass for my trip earlier this month. The other one got used up today. It was a pleasant hike from the Swinging Bridge parking lot to McRae Peak. The trails were not crowded but had a decent number of other persons. The hikers were a diverse lot - from about ages 10 to 70 years, slender and heavy, tall and short, men and women, Caucasian, Oriental and African American.
On Sunday, January 19, 2014, I took a hike in Stone Mountain State Park. Instead of going on the traditional trail over Stone Mountain peak, I went to the back country. There are six back county camp sites in the northwest part of the park - as opposed to the car camping camp sites in the northeast part of the park. To get to the back country sites you have to backpack in your gear.
Over the summer week of July 8 - 13, 2007, Paul Anderson arranged a scuba diving trip for himself and Bob Laney to Key Largo, Florida. After arriving at the Keys, we did two dives each day for two days, then took a rest day to hike the local state parks, and returned to the water to dive twice more for one day, then took a final rest day to off gas excess nitrogen prior to our return flight.
John Barker and I won the first set against John Willardson and Bobby Isenhour. Then John Willardson and I were down 0 - 5 in the second set when it came my turn to serve. I decided not to go down without a fight. I started whaling the ball.