Gregory’s Bald and Smoky Mountain Rain

I’m sure everybody has heard the song Smoky Mountain Rain by Ronnie Milsap. It took on a whole new meaning for my son and I when we backpacked to Gregory’s Bald.

I first learned of “balds” and this great hike when reading about it in Backpackers Magazine. The author mentioned how beautiful this bald was and that in June the flame azalea are in full bloom. I knew then I HAD to go to Gregory’s Bald. What is a bald? There are many theories but personally I believe they are the equivalent of a gift from a loving parent!


This photo does not do it justice but when you have been huffing through heavy canopy for several hours and all of a sudden with hardly any warning you are in a beautiful meadow with panoramic views of the mountains and valleys around you it is simply amazing.

Since I had my 10 year old son with me I decided to take the shorter of the routes to the bald, (Gregory Bald Trailhead at Sams Gap on Parson Branch Rd.) which from a map, looks totally fine. What I didn’t know is that it is best to have a four wheel drive, or at least a truck, to get up the first half of Parsons Branch “Rd”. There was another truck in front of us that had already made it up the worst part. My son and I were in a Ford Escape. As we were bouldering up the road I feel my back tires bounce completly off the road and I see my sons face blanch white! We slowly made our way up and the guys in the other truck started a cheer in our honor!

We made our way to the top without incident by mid afternoon and set up camp and looked around a bit.


This is what you HOPE it is going to look like when you go to Gregory’s Bald.

This, unfortunately for us, was our view when we reached the top.

And I had a feeling we were in for a night of Smoky Mountain Rain. And I was correct. Literally when we had finished with dinner and dinner chores I heard a few raindrops hit the rain fly, and soon thereafter it poured down rain all night long.

Several hours after dark another group came crashing into camp that had come up the Gregory Ridge Trail. I felt so bad for them in that they had to set up camp in the rain. I did not get a wink of sleep that night anyway because I was trying to figure out how we would get my car off the mountain! Based on our trip up the one way Parson Branch Rd I knew that several inches of water should make the trip down 10 times worse!

By the time dawn broke the rain relented. I was glad maybe we would not have to hike out in the rain. We made our breakfast and then began taking down camp. As we were rolling up the the tent raindrops started again. And yes we had a solid two and a half hour hike down the mountain in a monsoon. An hour in to the hike and we could hear the water sloshing in our boots every time we took a step. We had rain jackets but without rain pants the rain just soaked down our shorts, and to our socks, right into our boots.

When we got back to the car we literally stripped down to our underwear and just sat in the car and laughed!

Parson Branch “Road” is a one way road so I knew we could only go one way and I had no idea if we were going to have to abandon the car at some point, or worse slide off the mountain! But much to my relief almost the entire road going down from the trailhead was actually a paved road. But you can see here how much rain had already fallen.


Parsons Branch Rd comes out onto Hwy 129 Deal’s Gap aka Tail of the Dragon and as we manuvered the curves of this crazy road we hung our underwear out of the window to dry.

The Smoky’s are definately like a box of chocalates…you never know what you are going to get. Not all those who wander are lost but they certainly may be soaking wet!

WNC Wanderlust- Episode 1 Brown Mountain Lights

If you want to hear about my upcoming adventure please watch my premire video!

Romantic Asheville has a great article about the history of the lights.

If you have had an encounter with the Brown Mountain Lights and think you know what they are shoot me an email at

Remember…Not All Who Wander Are Lost!

The mountains are calling and I must go…

This quote is attributed to John Muir who by many is considered “the Father” of what we know today as our National Parks. Robert Louis Stevenson was a Scottish novelist and travel writer (most noted for Treasure Island, and Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde) wrote in Travels with a Donkey,

“I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.”

Both these men lived in the 1800’s and yet their words are no less relevant today. And they express well the uncanny affect the Western North Carolina mountains, forests, waterfalls, and streams have on my very soul.

Calloway Peak-Grandfather Mountain State Park

My life can feel like a complete disaster and a ride with the windows down on the Blue Ridge Parkway can be a salve for my heart.

The etymology of wanderlust is a very simple one that you can probably figure out yourself. “Wanderlust” is lust (or “desire”) for wandering. The word comes from German, in which wandern means “to wander,” and Lust means “desire.” (Websters Online Dictionary)

WNC Wanderlust is my attempt to share with whomever would listen my experiences on the trails, peaks, and valleys, with the hope that my experiences will encourage others to get out and explore what the woods and hills have to offer.

I hope to be able to share not only the trips I have taken but the gear that helped get me there. And maybe even build a community of folks who want to go enjoy our parks and trails together.

Over the next few posts I will attempt to share some of my favorite places in Western North Carolina, as well as, some of the more “epic” trips I have taken as well. If you are a wanderluster as well, connect with me here and lets build a community together. “Not all those who wander are lost”

Happy Trails,


Devil’s Courthouse accessed from the Mountains to Sea Trail.


For my part, writes Robert Louis Stevenson in Travels with a Donkey, “I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.”

When I am standing in a place like this on the Bright Angel Trail soaking in the vastness of the Grand Canyon and I see a series of switchbacks descending seemingly endlessly…I am compelled to move.


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