Sooo, funny story. On the Wednesday before Father’s Day weekend, Nick asked me to find us somewhere to get away to. I found us an airbnb but it fell through after the owner said no to the type of dog Saber is and another ridiculous thing but we’ll leave that alone. So, in a hurry, I found us another airbnb, only I didn’t realize the app had changed the dates on me. I found the cutest cabin and booked it. Now, not only did I not realize the dates were changed making us leave the same afternoon I booked it instead of the next afternoon, but I also didn’t read all of the reviews. Guys…. ALWAYS read the reviews!!! There’s helpful information in there. Liiiike the fact that it had no air conditioning except for one window unit upstairs where the bedroom was. Reports of bugs everywhere because the windows were up to help cool the cabin. It’s fine. Everything’s fine. So we’ll bring some Raid, okay? It’s fine.
When we arrived, I quickly forgot about those issues and remembered why I booked it. I LOVED IT. I love walking into a place that you can tell is full of history, a place that takes you back to simpler days with windows raised to feel the cool evening breeze. With floors and doors that creak and I especially love being hidden in the forest, way up a curvy mountain road packed with gravel. It does my heart good.
There was a note about the cabin in the welcome folder that made me even more thrilled to stay there:
“The cabin was built sometime before 1860 in Virginia and had been in the same family until the current owners bought it in 1997. They dismantled it log by log and reconstructed it near the Pisgah Forest, NC over the course of 4 years. The kitchen was originally a corn crib and pre-dates the main structure by several decades. The name comes from an unusual occurrence: The owner was surprised with a small inheritance from a woman she’d never met; the only child of her great aunt Babbie Kinsman. They used the money to begin the search and eventual removal & reconstruction of this cabin.”
So neat, right?! I’ll share the link to the cabin below if anyone is interested.
We took Everett to Triple Falls in Dupont SF, which Nick and I have been to a handful of times. I remember it being a relatively easy hike…YEARS ago when our bodies were younger and could climb that ridiculous incline with little trouble and without having to tote a 30lb. toddler uphill! Hah!! If any of you guys are Dupont regulars, you’ll probably remember there wasn’t a bridge to cross the river like there is in the photos below. They’ve also made a much larger parking area so you don’t have to park alongside the road anymore. Who knows how long it has been this way because it’s been at least 5 years since we’ve been there!! I was quite excited to see the changes and Everett was obviously excited about the bridge! All in all, it was a great trip!
Here’s some snapshots from my phone:
& here’s my “big camera” photos:
