This road system was my nemesis. 7 lanes of fast moving rush hour traffic was hell! Got horribly lost and was scared to death most of the time. This photo was taken as we entered the city – by the ...

Every summer for the last 50 years, Miss Fay (Oriental's oldest resident at 100 years young) has hosted a watermelon party for the town on her front lawn. It would be rude not to join in. When we fir ...

This was a ‘must see’ for Andrez. Lots of novelty windmills made from junk by a retired local farmer.

Spent a very interesting morning exploring Old Salem which has been preserved/reconstructed as a living museum as it was in the 1600s. You can just see a skyscraper in the background.

Quite by chance, we found the 87th Fiddler's Convention. There was a stage and outdoor auditorium, but also impromptu jamming sessions amongst the RVs.

In between our major destinations, we stop off at small towns with just one main street. There is always a good ice-cream to be had and gems like this painting on the side of a shop.

Moses Cone (the inventor of denim) owned a sizeable chunk of this part of the mountains. He laid miles of carriage trails and cleared ground high up to create alpine-style meadows. This is where I d ...

The streets of this little town were lined with 50s cars and trucks that had been restored and blinged! Red was the colour of choice it seemed. Had a lovely Mexican here. Yum!

In the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, Bernie and Julia have their own little piece of paradise. Andrez slept in the covered wagon and I slept in the little studio. Bernie has travelled all ove ...

Views from the Parkway show virgin forest as far as the eye can see in all directions. We were desperate to see a bear, but no luck – nor any sign of Big Foot!