I don't know how much my grown children remember about growing up Griffith, but I do hope they hold a special place in their memory bank for our days at Price Park, a campground along the Blue Ridge Parkway. Being only a thirty minute drive from our home, it was the scene of many a Sunday afternoon picnic. It was the launch site for our Boone Fork hike where we learned that half way there meant we couldn't turn around. It was our pop-up camper destination with sitting by the campfire and roasting marshmallows, and smelling bacon cooking in the newness of the morning.
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Price Lake
Instead of fall leaves reflecting,
there shall be a mirroring of the moon and the sun playing in the sky |
My grands need to experience Price Park, so what better time than during an eclipse. So what if it's only 96.5% blockage. That's still significant. It's wide open viewing over the lake. There's a short hike that my nine year old could easily handle to hear the birds roosting in the dusk brought on by the eclipse.
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A favorite spot for artists.
Imagine the picture that would come from an eclipse over Price Lake! |
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| Or the day darkness blanketing a split rail fence |
August 21 is getting closer, yet I am no closer to a decision as to where to take my grandchildren. It needs to be memorable. Price Park is a part of their father's memory. If we go there, they shall claim it, too.
Still searching.
Catch of the day,
Gretchen
Gretchen, Anywhere in Lenoir that would be a good place to watch? Turner gets his braces off that morning and we will not be free until 1. He will not feel like going on a drive.
ReplyDeleteYes, the library in Lenoir is having an event starting at two, I think. Check it out. I'm blogging about that next week.
DeleteI remember the artist when we went up there. I have some great pictures!
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