With our Wedding of the Year (Brandon and Ashley at the Biltmore) at 2P this afternoon, you would expect nothing less than Hannah and me finding some morning hiking.
With afternoon rain in the forecast, I google “parks in Asheville.” And, voila! Within the city limits, we have more than four miles of trails at Richmond Hill along the French Broad River. Though last night’s rain has moistened the trails, there are few puddles so we won’t be hiking with Sloppy or Muddy (two dwarfs you may not have hear of).
At the trailhead, we have five well-marked colored coded trails. Hiking tip – snap a picture of the trail map on your smart phone to navigate this and any hiking trail.
With little elevation gain or fall, the trails allows us to talk easily side by side and catch a steady hiking rhythm. Forty minutes into our hike, we have a decision to make at a sizable creek. Do we risk crossing on stones half-submerged in the rushing water or take the longer alternative trail skirting the river? Rather than chance a watery fall which means hiking in soaked shoes, and basically being soft, we choose Option B.
Thoroughly satisfied with our hour and a half deep in the urban forest, we know just where we will hike tomorrow morning after the wedding with the Mother of the Groom, our Amelia. Here at Richmond Hill!
Fact is, Brandon’s younger brother joins us three Sunday morning to hike these very trails as we catch up on his life as a Hollywood screenwriter and her upcoming hiking adventure on the Camino del Norte in northern Spain.
A little roadside humor, Southern-style.