Just think of all the history underneath that water. The boat takes them to the old cemetery sites only once a year. Most of the people that were promised the road are no longer living. Scenic and worth taking the extra hour to do.Īfter taking the trip to the Fontana Dam. I feel like just about anyone that can walk a couple of miles can do it. Take the time to do the trail coming out of the tunnel (tunnel bypass trail) it brings you back to the parking lot. We had to park along the side of the road as there is very few parking spots and it has a lot of visitors. Some people are driving really fast and come in hot at the end of the road which seems a little dangerous.
ROAD TO NOWHERE BRYSON CITY ADDRESS DRIVER
I was nervous a little as my husband was the driver and it I did not want him to take his eyes off the road as they twist and turn around the mountain. There are a few scenic pull over stops that are breathtaking. We pulled over along the way about 7-8 miles on way to the tunnel. The road was very well maintained and the scenery was unbelievable. The road to Nowhere takes you to the tunnel to nowhere which takes you to a very nice hiking trail. Did this one afternoon and I am so glad we did. Then, “travel far enough to meet yourself.Staying in Bryson City for a few day at Deep Creek Campground. If you ever find yourself near The Road to Nowhere take it. Best of all, traveling solo lets me become reacquainted with the real me. Regenerative companionless time spent experiencing a new place propels and enthuses me, but more importantly, saves and restores me. The fresh air, scenery, solitude, and pleasure of wandering off the beaten path permitted me to ruminate and reinvigorate. I quietly listened to the voice inside telling me I’m worthwhile, my opinions matter, and so do my feelings. I decided on the new directions to follow and paths to forge. I took deep breaths and resolved to let go of anxiety and situations that aren’t working in my life. I sorted through concerns about what’s important and what isn’t. I thought of the things and people in my life.
Surrounded by nature, breathing in the fresh air, and gazing out at the changing colors of fall leaves, I savored the serenity of the moment. That’s the crucial element of solo travel I crave at my core.
Taking the Road to Nowhere in Bryson City delivered a perfect amount of solitude paired with time to think and reflect. More often than not, this happens on the road-less-traveled. However, it’s the deep thinking and soul searching I do while traveling solo that recharges my battery and restores mental clarity.
Taking the road-less-traveled has been a priority of mine from the moment I stumbled upon (literally) poet Robert Frost’s grave in Bennington, Vermont, when I was in my 20s. So, what does my self-indulgent venting have to do with the road to nowhere? And I don’t want to look at every stranger I encounter as a potential carrier of the plague. I want to smile and say hello to people I meet on the street. I’m tired of phrases like “pivot,” “the new normal,” “wear a mask,” and “social distancing.” I miss the festivals. The canceled trips and disappointments of 2020 have left me weary. Simply put, I’ve had it and I know I’m not alone. Struggling to keep a travel website afloat, lockdowns, loved ones suffering through illness, friends dealing with unemployment, and the heated rhetoric and divisions politically have been trying. This year has honestly been a soul-sucker.
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