What I Did on My Summer Vacation 2013 (Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast – Day Two)

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Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn Waynesville, NC

Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn
Waynesville, NC

I realized while writing my post on the Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn that there was just too much for one post. I hope you’ll indulge me in my need to expand on this great location and all there is to do in the area.

Wonderful King-size Bed Library Suite Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Wonderful King-size Bed
Library Suite
Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

First, let me tell you more about the Library Suite. It’s a huge, beautiful room on the first floor directly adjacent to the formal dining room. Meals are served in the common room, but this, more formal room, can be used for special occasions.

Bedroom Fireplace Library Suite Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Bedroom Fireplace
Library Suite
Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

As I mentioned before, the bed was huge. It’s also extremely comfortable. The pillows were some of the best I’d ever slept on. There’s a large fireplace in the bedroom portion of the suite. It’s just comfortable – not at all stuffy. The paneling in both the bedroom and the bath is gorgeous.

Magnificent Jetted Tub/Shower/Dressing Area Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Magnificent Jetted Tub/Shower/Dressing Area
Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

In the bathroom there is a mammoth, jetted tub and a huge, stand-alone shower. Even the ceiling is beautifully paneled. Another fireplace can warm the bathroom. This is, easily, the most beautiful room I’ve ever slept in – anywhere in the world.

Bathroom FIreplace Library Suite Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Bathroom FIreplace
Library Suite
Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

We woke up to a less rainy day on Wednesday, August 21. Why do I mention the date? You’ll see. We were excited because we had on definite site we had planned to see in the Waynesville area.

Common Room Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Common Room
Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Breakfast at Andon Reid was superb! It was nice sitting with people from all over the country (and world – we met a couple from Belgium). The food was thoughtfully prepared and just the right amount to start the day well without feeling overstuffed. I want to make special mention of one of the “starters.” It was a banana split! Now, bananas and I usually have a love/hate relationship. I love them, my tummy hates them. This however was a banana with fruit and flavored yogurts instead of ice cream. Delicious! The best part…my tummy didn’t grumble even once.

Wheels Through Time (Photo from Internet)

Wheels Through Time
(Photo from Internet)

Right after breakfast we jumped in the car and headed to Wheels Through Time Museum in Maggie Valley. After watching several episodes of “What’s in the Barn?” we were anxious to see this fascinating museum full of one-of-a-kind and very rare motorcycles. We don’t ride, but are both very interested in history and this place quickly turned into a must on our “bucket lists.”

Wheels Through Time Maggie Valley, NC

Wheels Through Time
Maggie Valley, NC
(Photo from Internet)

After a short drive to Maggie Valley, the museum was easily found on Victory Lane. Funny…no cars in the lot. Even funnier, there was a car coming out and someone was closing a gate behind it. We pulled in and a very sweet lady came over and asked if she could help us. We told her we were going to the museum. She got a surprised yet confused look on her face and said, “But the museum is CLOSED on Wednesdays. It always has been. Tuesdays and Wednesdays.”

After we got the car turned around, we sat and tried to figure out what in the world we were going to do next. Neither of us is interested in going to casinos. (There is a very large casino run by Harrah’s in Cherokee.) We really hadn’t brought proper hiking shoes to do any long-distance walking and the weather was still “iffy.”

Having a “smart” phone can be a very good thing. I just checked with Trip Advisor as to what was available in the area, and up popped gem mining! We had done some gem mining (with nice results) near Spruce Pine, NC several years ago. No there wasn’t anything worth thousands of dollars, but there were some really nice, cut-worthy stones. The main thing was that it was a LOT of fun! Off to Smoky Mountain Gold and Ruby Mine.

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Smoky Mountain Gold & Ruby Mine
(Photo from Website)

We walked up to the flume (water rushing down a table set up so that you can wash the dirt off your rocks to see if there’s anything worthwhile). Being the only customers there, the employees were happy to see us (it was getting close to the end of summer tourist season and well before leaf-peeper season). What a nice group of friendly, helpful fellas! We stayed for a couple of hours and washed lots of rocks. Yes, there were some gemstones, but I don’t know if any were really worth much. There were some “silver quartz” and some citrine. The citrine has nice color, so maybe, some-day we’ll see if it’s worth cutting. There is a shop attached where they can tell you what you found and if it’s worth cutting, but – unlike the mine in Spruce Pine where the cost of cutting two stones is included in the price – they charge to cut the stones. The store also has jewelry and polished stones for sale. For us though, the “hunt” is the fun part.

Gem Hunting Rocky Mountain Gold & Ruby Mine Cherokee, NC (Photo from Website)

Gem Hunting
Rocky Mountain Gold & Ruby Mine
Cherokee, NC
(Photo from Website)

We headed back to Waynesville and walked around town some more. I was starting to get rather melancholy as I knew our visit was coming to a close. I know I will go back to Waynesville frequently (and maybe move there someday if we’re lucky). I just hate to leave.

Walk Down to Fire-Pit Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Walk Down to Fire-Pit
Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Back at Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast, we told Mark about the fun we had gem mining, and that Wheels Through Time is closed on Wednesdays. He told us that he wished we had asked, because he knew that the museum was closed and he could have saved us a trip. Yep, we should have asked, but Jim and I found our own fun. At least now, there is a definite destination for our next trip.

Sitting by the Fire Pit Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Sitting by the Fire Pit
Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

As the evening was falling, we walked out to the fire-pit to spend a little more time looking at Eagle’s Nest Mountain. The bats started flying (no, not all that close to us) as the sun slipped away. The sky put on one heck of a beautiful display for my last night there. I took photo after photo, trying to capture the memory. One by one, the lights in homes on the mountain came on. It was a beautiful sight!

The Sky Blazes Over Eagle's Nest Mountain From Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

The Sky Blazes
Over Eagle’s Nest Mountain
From Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

 

Night Begins to Fall On Eagle's Nest Mountain From Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Night Begins to Fall
On Eagle’s Nest Mountain
From Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

 

The Sky Begins to Blaze Over Eagle’s Nest Mountain From Andon Reid Bed & Breakfast Inn

Finally, was time to go inside. Clouds still obscured the stars, so I didn’t get to see one of the sights I had really been looking forward to. Just so you know, in Waynesville, the sky on a clear night is magnificent. Usually, one can see the Milky Way, satellites moving across the sky, planets, and shooting stars. Not this time.

 

After another fabulous breakfast on Thursday, we packed up the car and started our trip home. Mark and Kari made us feel so welcome. I know that the next time Waynesville is on our agenda, we’ll absolutely head for Andon Reid Bed and Breakfast Inn.

 

Up Next: What I Did on My Summer Vacation 2013 (Rocky Top?)

 

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Appalachian Hummingbird Myth

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When I was a small child, we spent most of our summers in North Carolina. My “Aunt” Jean was one of my most favorite people in the whole world. She was from Waynesville, North Carolina. She was married to my mother’s
first cousin, “Uncle” Frank. She told me many stories about the Cherokee and the early fables of her home. Uncle Frank was with the Park Service, so they lived in some of the most beautiful areas of our country. Mostly we visited them in Elkin, NC and Gatlinburg, TN. Later, Waynesville became extremely important to me and I’ll recount that tale a little later.

This is the story that I believe led to my sweet “obsession” with hummingbirds.

Way back in time, the Cherokee believed that they and the animals could communicate. Indeed they believed that the animals and they were kin to each other, just in different forms.

Back then, they believed that tobacco was great medicine. There was only one tobacco plant, so there was great reverence for it. Great care was taken to assure that the plant grew and flourished. That was until the Great White Goose stole it for his own.

The Great White Goose took the tobacco to a land beyond the Hickory Gap. In the Hickory Gap lived evil spirits who hated the Cherokee. They were known to throw stones down on the Cherokee who tried to pass.

With the tobacco gone, many of the Cherokee elders became ill. There was great fear that they would die, so a young brave volunteered to go take the tobacco back from the Great White Goose. Sadly, the evil spirits saw the young brave and threw rocks down on him in the Hickory Gap. The animals stood by helplessly as the young man died, and went back to tell the humans of his loss.

As their friends, the humans, sickened, the animals said they would try to bring the tobacco back. The evil spirits didn’t hate the animals, so most of them got through Hickory Gap. However, the Great White Goose was wise to them. One after the other tried and failed. The Goose even killed the mole who tried to burrow underneath to get to the tobacco.

The humans despaired of ever getting the tobacco back. A revered old woman was on her death-bed and there was great sadness. An old man who had been praying and praying came forward and said that he felt that he knew a way to get the tobacco. He had asked the hummingbird for the secret of his quick flight. The hummingbird told the old magician his secret and a few of his feathers.

The next morning, after much praying, the old man rubbed himself with the feathers and turned himself into a hummingbird. He flew so swiftly and was so small that the evil spirits never noticed him. He flew forward and back, up and down, and darted here and there so that the Great White Goose never saw him. He took as much of the tobacco as he could carry and rushed back to the village.

It was too late for the old woman who had died during his flight. As glad as the villagers were to have some of the tobacco back, they were heartbroken at the death of the dear, old woman. The magician took some of the precious tobacco and smoked it and blew it into the woman’s nose. Miraculously, she came back to life. She begged the magician to use his magic one more time to bring the whole plant back and the body of the brave, young man who had died trying to help his people.

Once again, the old man prayed and sang to the Great Spirit to help him accomplish his mission. This time, he was transformed into a huge hummingbird. His wings were so loud and the wind so intense that the rocks fell in the Gap and frightened the evil spirits far into the caves and creases in the mountains – never to bother the humans again.

The Great White Goose was so startled by the giant hummingbird that he didn’t argue when the magician/ hummingbird took the tobacco plant. On the way home, the old man found the body of the young brave. He
prayed and prayed and blew tobacco into the nose of the lifeless youth. Another miracle occurred. The youth came back to life and helped carry the tobacco and the old man (who had turned back into a man from exhaustion from his hard work and use of magic) back to the village.

The villagers were so happy to see the old man, thrilled to have their tobacco plant back, and grateful for the return of the brave, young man, that they promised to care for the tobacco plant and share it with the animals and spread the seeds throughout the land.

I really enjoyed sharing this story with you. It goes way back in my memory to a wonderful time and a much-loved person in my life. Do you have stories of olden times that were recounted to you? I’d love for you to share them in a reply to this blog.

Up Next: We’ll see how this injury does. (It’s taken me a LONG time to get this down with the splint on.)

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