For quite a few years, my grandfather(dad's father) lived in the little town of West Jefferson, NC. It's in Ashe County, NC-the northwest most county in the state-and is about a 20 minute drive from the little hamlet of Mouth of Wilson, VA or about an hour from Johnson City, TN.
When we would travel to visit him, we would take an "interesting" route from Central KY to get there, as there really was no direct way. Basically, we would take interstate/4 lane limited access highways(I-64 and the Mountain Parkway) to Campton, KY where we would then meander through eastern KY. The trip would take us through towns big and small like Inez, Whitesburg, Jackson, and Hazard. We'd cross over into Virginia at Pound(Wise County), continue through Wise, St. Paul, etc until we got to Abingdon. At Abingdon, VA, we'd hop on I-81 for about 40 miles to get to Marion and then take US 16 on into West Jefferson.
IMO, the final stretch through Virginia/NC was the most beautiful and scenic part of the trip, but my mom absolutely refused to drive it because driving on "mountain roads" scared her too much.
On one trip, we were meeting my grandfather for breakfast with my mom driving and she took a wrong turn. We found ourselves heading to the top of Mt. Jefferson, the highest point in NC. She was a nervous wreck by the time we got to the top, and froze about 3/4 of the way up. My dad had to just about force her out of the car so that he could drive back down. That was somewhat of an interesting adventure. That was the last time we let her get anywhere close to a semi-mountainous road.
Nice story. For my wife's first trip to West Virginia, she was with me and my brother in a pickup truck loaded with hay bales. I guess it did not help that the truck leaned on curves and they had names like "wild Betty", and us talking about the vehicles that went over here and there. Note the intent was to reminisce, not scare her. I guess the last straw for that trip was trying to get her to walk out onto an overlook for a beautiful view where a cliff had been cut in for a new road, the telling her of a friend (an old guy) who had ridden a bulldozer down the side during a rock slide. All true and she did forgive me.
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