Now, we were on our way to the Triangle region of NC but planning to stop first to see another old friend from St Croix. Jill (and her husband) live in Hawaii but come to NC every year and they were there. We called to say we would be late but the driving wasn't as bad as we thought it would be in the rain and we got there before lunch....with a dead battery. Steve and Don were able to push start it and Don drove it to the top of the (hill) driveway facing down in case it needed it again. We then had another wonderful visit in their gorgeous house and went over to the club to feast on unbelievably good roasted vegetable sandwiches. Jill and I then got to yakking so Don took a nap, Steve did some business, Phoenix settled at my feet and Cadbury, who'd been welcomed into the house, roamed and explored and finally curled up and slept. Alas, we needed to get to our destination before dark so we bid farewell and set out on our way.
The campground, Jones Station RV Park, is in Mebane which is right outside the Triangle area (Durham-Raleigh-Chapel Hill) but an area I know from my days as a Home Health Nurse based in Chapel Hill. The campground is new and pristine. It was quiet and with only a few campers relatively private. Mebane is a rural community.
|Our campsite at Jones RV Park in Mebane|
|The second apartment I had in Carrboro-there was a tennis court below with a brook behind it. My dog used to swim in the brook chasing what she viewed as "swimming sticks"-they were cottonmouth snakes and no she never got bitten|
A selection of flowers from the UNC Arboretum
|Grounds and buildings at UNC-Chapel Hill|
FIRST PLACE I OWNED
Seaton Rd, DURHAM
|The tree behind the car was a sapling Crape myrtle (Lagerstroemia) that barely reached my waist when I moved away|
The next morning was obviously planned for us and after getting the car we tootled around and then made our way to Fearrington Village. FV is a planned community which was relatively new when I lived in NC and they still had the same great bookstore and restaurants that I remembered. We had lunch, browsed the books and bought only one, but I took pictures of the covers of all the other ones I wanted and will gradually get them on Kindle. Then it was time to go to Holly Springs to meet a co-worker of Don's. Don worked on Long Island as a Systems Analyst for Broadridge. They program the brokerage statements for most of the big "houses" and some of the programmers telecommute. Rob is one of them. Originally from Australia he gave us the name of a beer pub, Blueprint Brewing Co. where we were to meet. I have never been a beer drinker but decided to go with the flow. WhooHoo glad I did. I discovered that if beer is amber and not too hoppy I love it. I had a sampler and had a great time listening finally to Don having fun with a friend. The food truck that normally came to the beer pub did not put in an appearance that night though so we headed back to the RV and had a light meal before getting ready for our next leg....to the Outer Banks...
|the small lake at Fearrington Village|
|Stone Sheep sculptures|
When I first went there Fearrington had specially bred cows called Belted Galloways which are black with a white stripe. Now they breed goats that are the same called Tennessee Fainting Goats
|One of the whimsical sculptures-this is a weather vane|
|Rob and Don at the Blueprint Brewing Co. in Holly Springs|