We’ve just had two snow days in Asheville, North Carolina. Our town isn’t used to 8 to 10 inches of snow and our world pretty much shuts down. Offices and stores closed. Appointments and meetings are canceled. Our Carolina Mountain Club Council meeting, scheduled for Thursday evening, was rescheduled–with all the work and round of emails that it entails.
Stay home. Don’t drive. The advice kept coming from WLOS our ABC affiliate. Have you ever wondered how they get to the studio? The news staff isn’t working from home. But I would like to tell them that not driving doesn’t mean that you have to stay home.
On Wednesday, we walked to the Grove Park Inn. The roads were quiet. It felt like Christmas morning, when we seem to be the only people out on the street.
We stepped into the GPI lobby and it was almost a ghost town. Where usually, you see guests checking in or checking out, now the few people stuck there were wandering, holding their cell phones and looking lost. The staff had put out coffee, just coffee, in the lobby but we didn’t touch it.
What does a snow day mean when you’re not punching a clock?
To me, it means gaining an extra day of quiet. Yesterday, I continued to work on a piece of the Mountains-to-Sea Trail trail guide from the Smokies to Scott’s Creek on the Blue Ridge Parkway.
Books, maps and notes were spread out on the dining room table as I wrote directions [turn left, turn right] and calculated distances. Some of the distances had to be figured out from multiple sources. I was frustrated and wanted to jump into the car and just go there. But the Parkway was closed and Heintooga Road was closed. Even the Smokies roads were closed.
Checking and rechecking the route and distances is a detail assignment that you need to do all at once. Once I got the rhythm, I didn’t want to lose it. Eventually, there will be a Friends of the MST official trail guide.
Then I had to get outside because my eyes needed a rest. I walked through North Asheville, ending up at Beaver Lake. See above. By mid-afternoon, the world had woken up. The local supermarket was open and a few people were walking around Beaver Lake. The snow was still on the ground but the snow day was over.