The
Hanging Bridge at Grandfather Mountain, photo by Hugh Morton
Below, a family of bears, photo by Hugh Morton
It's a case of man in love with mountain.
Hugh
Morton inherited Grandfather Mountain from his grandfather in 1952,
and devotes his life to protecting its unique ecology while making its
attractions accessible to the public. He built a road to the top, and
a hanging bridge, the country's highest at one mile above sea level.
Later
additions include a state-of-the-art visitors center with exhibits of
local flora and fauna by Roland Hower, former chief of natural history
exhibits for the Smithsonian, and the finest collection of North Carolina
minerals anywhereincluding a gigantic emerald and a gold nugget
"so big it looks fake."
Also on display are some of the many pictures Mr. Morton, a top professional
photographer, has taken of the vistas and animals he's spent his life
getting to know. (Two of them accompany this story.) The visitors center
also houses a theater showing nature films and a cafeteria. (The Barbecue
sandwich was Charles Kuralt's favorite.)
Outside,
natural habitats house black bear, golden and bald eagles, deer, river
otters, and Eastern cougars, North America's most endangered animal.
Grandfather Mountain is involved in breeding programs to restore the
population of these cats, also called panthers, as well as other endangered
species.
Grandfather Mountain is on the list of International
Biosphere Reserves, one of the few privately owned sites on
the prestigious list.
Generations
of Carolinians remember their first ride on the Tweetsie
Railroad. Now they take their children and grandchildren to
this memorable theme park between Blowing Rock and Boone.
A
ski lift takes visitors to the top of a small mountain where a deer
park and clogging shows entertain all ages. On the way down, kid-size
rides, including a ferris wheel and merry-go-round, line the trail.
But
what people remember forever is the 3-mile ride on the authentic train
pulled by a steam-engine that once serviced local mountain towns. A
wild-west show leaves kids thrilled and adults laughing at the antics
of Indians, cowboys and moonshiners before the Marshal restores law
and order.
Locals
still gather around the pot-bellied stove at Mast where a slice of Americana
is preserved.
The
original Mast
Store in Valle Crusis, dating from 1883, is cited on the National
Register of Historic Places as "one of the best remaining examples of
an old, country general store" and still functions as a local post office.
Charles Kuralt loved the place.
Just down the street is the Annex (circa 1909), stocked with outdoor
gear and a huge selection of penny candy.
Other
Mast Stores dot the Main Streets of Boone, Waynesville and Hendersonville.
All occupy historic buildings and offer the same wide range of merchandise,
"a little of a lot." Overalls, work boots, old-timey mercantile goods,
horse feed and chicken scratch, locally made bread, butter, cheese and
preserves, bolts of fabric and boxes of bolts share shelf space with
the work of local artisans who create pottery, birdhouses, baskets,
and thimbles. Look, too, for traditional local items such
as bonnets, herbal cure-alls, and "gout rockers."
This
is where it all began. Grandfather Grover opened the first attraction
in the area in 1933, naming it Blowing
Rock for the persistent updraft that sweeps up Grandfather
Gorge past the tilted plates of gneiss, some of the oldest rock
on the continent. The village of Blowing Rock grew up near it.
The
view is unsurpassed and kids love the story of an Indian maiden, sort
of a local Pocahontas.
A
beautiful hike leads through stands of mountain laurel to one of the
state's most stunning waterfalls. A definite must for "fall-baggers."
Originally
published in Charlotte's Best Magazine.
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