We were up early on Thursday, and we were on the road at 6:30 am. We made great time up to Hickory. The purpose of stopping there was to get some grass planted on my father's property. We accomplished this with the help of a friend of Dad's named Ralph Jenkins. Ralph is a local Hickory man, and all around good guy. With his help, Dad and I got the seed laid down in good time. We checked in to the hotel, and settled in early.
Friday, it was up early again. We stopped at IHOP for a quick breakfast at six, and then got on the road so that we could spend the morning on the Blue Ridge Parkway. It was worth the side trip. We were just past the peak season for the changing of the leaves, but we still got treated to an amazing display of color and scenery. The land along the parkway seems to be untouched by modern society. The mountain top scenery is occasionally interrupted by a farm house or some pasture land. There are also one or two historical sites along the way as well. We took our time making frequent stops to check things out. We could have stayed on the Parkway for much longer than we did, but as scenic as it is, the Blue Ridge Parkway is not a great place to make time, and we had to get home Friday night. So we got off after a scenic three hours, and got back on track for the drive home.