We are literally "camping in the treetops" here at Goose Point Park in Virginia, maybe 40 miles southeast of Roanoke, VA.
Our friends Millie & Clifford, have a home located on a very similar plot of land. The back of the property drops down a steep slope for about 50 yards and then it gets steeper. The net result is your home/deck is level with the treetops of some very large pine and oak trees. It's a spectacular feeling and a terrific view.
I remember when Millie & Clifford first moved into their cabin. It was very cozy however a bit dark. Mary Lynn, Millie, Clifford and I spent a weekend at the cabin cleaning and tearing down a room that had been hastily built on the back of the cabin, blocking light from a very large picture window. Tearing down that room changed the cabin so dramatically you couldn't tell it was the same place. With that room torn down, sunlight streamed in to the cabin, showing all of the cabins potential and it's very good bones.
Millie & Clifford added on to that cabin and have refurbished/polished every square inch and have transformed it into a lovely home. However, I'll always remember the way the original cabin radiated warmth and coziness after we demolished that room.
It was a great weekend with a lot of great memories. All terrific memories except for one incident. Being young, stupid and 'in love', I didn't hesitate when MLA asked me to close my eyes and open my mouth for a surprise. Turns out MLA & Millie found some green cherries (age unknown) when cleaning out the refrigerator. The only thing worse than the taste of that old green cherry was the itch that accompanied the rash all over my body. To this day I avoid the aisle at the supermarket where they display cherries for sale.
Other than the rash, what I remember most from that weekend was the sheer beauty from the sights and sounds of being located so high up in the treetops.
This campsite has brought back all of those memories. Despite the heat somewhere in the mid 90's, it's much cooler at our site than elsewhere in this area. The sound of the wind through the treetops will put you to sleep faster than some of my old speeches. The trees occasionally tease you with a glimpse of the lake below us.
While exploring this area we stopped to see a new log home model. MLA and I know we want a small retirement home, preferably on a lake/river some day. Part of the reason for seeing the US by RV is to find out where we want to settle down, once we decide we want to settle down again.
Turned out to be a log home model for a whole development of log homes. Every home a log home, with minor variations between the individual homes. Something is just not right about having a bunch of log homes all together in a development, even a small development of maybe 30 homes.
My mind's eye image of a log home has always included a (single) cozy log home, wispy smoke slowly trickling from the chimney, sitting at or near the top of a hill with woods all around and long sweeping views down to the lake. While this development was in the woods, the homes where all too close together, and there was no lake/river/pond; not even a large puddle.
I mentioned the heat. When the humidity and temperature was at it's highest (~94 degree's and humidity close to that number) it felt more like we were in the jungle heat rather than a mountaintop. That said, I'll take the heat. MLA has already informed me we will no longer be spending the winter 'up north'. Florida, South Texas, and Arizona are her targets for our soon to be annual migration.
Looks like we'll be staying here through Thursday and travelling towards Ashevillle NC on Friday. I have some great memories of Asheville and can't wait to show MLA that beautiful area, including the Biltmore Estate.
Swinging in the treetops until next time -- See Ya!
Our friends Millie & Clifford, have a home located on a very similar plot of land. The back of the property drops down a steep slope for about 50 yards and then it gets steeper. The net result is your home/deck is level with the treetops of some very large pine and oak trees. It's a spectacular feeling and a terrific view.
I remember when Millie & Clifford first moved into their cabin. It was very cozy however a bit dark. Mary Lynn, Millie, Clifford and I spent a weekend at the cabin cleaning and tearing down a room that had been hastily built on the back of the cabin, blocking light from a very large picture window. Tearing down that room changed the cabin so dramatically you couldn't tell it was the same place. With that room torn down, sunlight streamed in to the cabin, showing all of the cabins potential and it's very good bones.
Millie & Clifford added on to that cabin and have refurbished/polished every square inch and have transformed it into a lovely home. However, I'll always remember the way the original cabin radiated warmth and coziness after we demolished that room.
It was a great weekend with a lot of great memories. All terrific memories except for one incident. Being young, stupid and 'in love', I didn't hesitate when MLA asked me to close my eyes and open my mouth for a surprise. Turns out MLA & Millie found some green cherries (age unknown) when cleaning out the refrigerator. The only thing worse than the taste of that old green cherry was the itch that accompanied the rash all over my body. To this day I avoid the aisle at the supermarket where they display cherries for sale.
Other than the rash, what I remember most from that weekend was the sheer beauty from the sights and sounds of being located so high up in the treetops.
This campsite has brought back all of those memories. Despite the heat somewhere in the mid 90's, it's much cooler at our site than elsewhere in this area. The sound of the wind through the treetops will put you to sleep faster than some of my old speeches. The trees occasionally tease you with a glimpse of the lake below us.
While exploring this area we stopped to see a new log home model. MLA and I know we want a small retirement home, preferably on a lake/river some day. Part of the reason for seeing the US by RV is to find out where we want to settle down, once we decide we want to settle down again.
Turned out to be a log home model for a whole development of log homes. Every home a log home, with minor variations between the individual homes. Something is just not right about having a bunch of log homes all together in a development, even a small development of maybe 30 homes.
My mind's eye image of a log home has always included a (single) cozy log home, wispy smoke slowly trickling from the chimney, sitting at or near the top of a hill with woods all around and long sweeping views down to the lake. While this development was in the woods, the homes where all too close together, and there was no lake/river/pond; not even a large puddle.
I mentioned the heat. When the humidity and temperature was at it's highest (~94 degree's and humidity close to that number) it felt more like we were in the jungle heat rather than a mountaintop. That said, I'll take the heat. MLA has already informed me we will no longer be spending the winter 'up north'. Florida, South Texas, and Arizona are her targets for our soon to be annual migration.
Looks like we'll be staying here through Thursday and travelling towards Ashevillle NC on Friday. I have some great memories of Asheville and can't wait to show MLA that beautiful area, including the Biltmore Estate.
Swinging in the treetops until next time -- See Ya!
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