Skip an I have been away on our annual visit to the Great Smokey Mountains in northeastern Tennessee for the past week. I spent Thursday (after my last blog post) packing and readying for our trip. Friday we drove the 500+ miles southwest to the resort in Gatlinburg (where our condo unit is - I inherited this from my Mom). We own week #42 in apartment C102 of Laurel Point Resort. Unlike most of the resort time-share units sold back in the 70's, this one came with an ownership deed (getting the deed reassigned to our names took some paperwork and legal stuff back in my executor days). My parents paid $8000 or so for this week when they bought it - the market value now is about $2800. I guess that tells you a lot about time-share vacation market trends, eh?
We like the National Park nearby and enjoy the scenery so we keep going. It is one of only three places my husband will willingly go on vacation with me (he's a serious home-body:). He always enjoys our week there - though both of us could do without the general tourist-y-ness of Gatlinburg itself (shrug). Usually when I am there, I go out to roam quite often (daily:) but this year I was quieter and only went out three times.
I took just about the right amount of fiber work along with me, which surprised me. Generally I take way too much or way too little. I took along Blue (my featherweight sewing machine) and the stalled Flower Sugar quilt and managed to finish piecing the backing for that top. I've only dithered with that for about three months. :P Now to make an appointment and take the whole shebang to my longarm quilter!
I also took a new project I just bought - a mini mosaic kit from Cheryl Lynch of Curvalicious fame for my bicycle quilt. The very first instruction was to chop up the 2" squares of fabric included in the kit - into 3/8" squares!
As I'm doing all this somewhat precise cutting, I could not help wondering what I had gotten myself into! :) I needed to separate the cut up squares into color piles and, knowing my clumsy ways, I decided to use an ice-cube tray to keep them under control (fingers crossed as I did it:).
This photo shows my cutting progress about halfway. In total, there were background bits (at the far left), bicycle bits (the red), bicycle basket, metal parts bits and finally 'road' bits. The last three were very subtly different (dark blues, dark blue grays and dark green grays). None of this was spelled out in the directions so maybe I was seeing differences where none were intended?
Here is my finished mosaic:
Of course, there was quite a bit of fiddling between the beginning and the ending points. Grin. I forgot to bring along my tweezers (I was surprised that there wasn't a pair in my tool bag, too) - the instructions definitely call for some - but my, um, fat fingers managed the task of handling the tiny squares ok. Surprised me! :) I had thought this would be a tedious process that I would have to soldier through to get the end results - however, much to my shock, I really enjoyed the whole technique. There was a real pleasure to fitting the little bits into recognizable shapes, to choosing just the right sized little slice to suit each portion of the design. I must have enjoyed it because I made a label for the back with my left over squares:
To get to this product, I had to take a drive out to the local quilt shop (one of my three outings), Mountain Stitches by Susan, on Gatlinburg's Arts & Crafts circle drive. I've been there every year we go to Gatlinburg (maybe five or six times in all), so I'm familiar with the shop.
It sits middle-ways into a small strip of artisans galleries and shops near the beginning of the crafts circle. Even way back in the 30's when Gatlinburg began to be billed as a tourist destination celebrating the Appalachians, the local powers-that-be encouraged artists and craftsmen to move into the area to draw more tourists. Now there is an 8 mile drive on the north side of town where such folk congregate - painters, photographers, potters, etc of all sorts. It is a pleasant drive and I always enjoy the circuit.
You may have heard about the devastating fire that ran through this region last year in late November, burning out much of Sevierville (the next town northwards) and parts of Gatlinburg. There was a lot of evidence of the fire around town when we arrived, even though it is almost a year later - many burned out buildings and empty places where such were removed (including two building and the office/pool complex in our own resort). I was startled when I went into to Susan's to see that her inventory was down by at least half from my visit last year. As I chatted with her at the checkout counter, she said this past year had been the worst, economically, in her entire tenure with the shop. No surprise as the fire damage deterred a lot of visitors I'm sure.
She has always featured a pleasant mixture of Civil War repros, batiks and very cheerful modern prints with a gentle leavening of 30's repros as well. This year there were no batiks, minimal 30's and only a room full of moderns and another of basic Civil War prints. I was very focused on finding a border for my mosaic (I settled on that black-on-red floral print you see around my bicycle mosaic in the photo above). I also wanted to buy a small batt so I could quilt the block but she doesn't stock _any_ batting (she told me she gave up carrying it as her clientele, mostly tourists, just didn't buy it) ... and some more fusible to make the label with. Unfortunately, the only fusible she carries is Heat and Bond Lite which I am not too fond of using ... but I bought a half yard anyway as it was what I could get. :) I also bought two spools of Aurifil thread (one dark red in 50 weight to quilt the bicycle with and a medium red 12 weight for hand embroidery).
Once I had those goods, I tootled back to our unit and went on sewing up my mosaic. The entire bicycle is covered with tulle to hold the little squares and will get quilted around each 'tile'. Since I could not get a batt, I deferred the quilting until I got home to my Bernina (and batting:). I did not have any extra tulle to cover the label I made so I just stitched it down with Blue using a medium gray Aurifil thread. The grid kind of loosely runs through the centers of the tile squares (each of them is fused in place). Some of the 'tiling' I did on the label turns out to be 'invisible' - the background print is red and the side red triangles I laboriously pieced in place blend in so that it looks like I did nothing in those areas. Shrug.
I kept to my recent sleeping schedule while I was on vacation - bed by midnight, sleep until 11 or 12 noon. Sigh. I am literally spending half my life asleep. :P Sleeping that late was somewhat complicated by the fact that the construction was proceeding with repairs and there was a huge jackhammer breaking down the concrete foundations and removing them, preparatory to rebuilding the office/pool complex. Noisy ... but I barely heard it. I am a heavy sleeper. Sigh.
Another project I took along is a new knitting bag - a shawl pattern I bought while in Kansas in May with some lovely Malabrigo yarn in the Arroyo colorway:
Hmm, you might conclude, looking at this photo, that I like purple, eh? :) I neglected to bring needles, though, so I managed to finagle a (very brief) visit to the Smokey Mountain Spinnery on Saturday afternoon, on our way back from the grocery store. I didn't want to upset Skip who was very nice to stop for me so I just ran in, bought needles, and left. I've visited before - this is a GREAT fiber shop. I thought I might get back to check out what was new but never did, this trip. She stocks a wide variety of needles (bamboo, birch, steel, square steel and carbon) - much more varied than I expected! I decided to splurge and try the carbon ones as they are reputed to be easy on the hands. So far, I love them. :)
I cast on this shawl (225 stitches - strained my counting brain cells:) and have worked about two inches of it by now (knitted all the way home in the car) ... I am undecided whether to continue with it or rip it all out and pursue a different pattern with the yarn. Not because it isn't working up in beautiful colors but because it is so tedious - garter (all knit) stitches. Sigh. The result will be warm and soft if I persevere. Tactile sensory pleasure in the knitting, too. :)
The last project I took to work on - my Happy Village class project - I never even opened. The lighting is not too good (standard household) in our unit and I neglected to bring my work light along. All those 'low volume' prints I used in my town buildings demand good light to discriminate between. :)
I did go out driving and walking in the park at least one entire afternoon. I stopped at the main visitor center which includes a nice small museum of park wildlife and history. My favorite part of that is the large topographical map display in the entry lobby - not often you get to see a 3D map of an area, especially one as interesting as mountains. :) This time I also sat and watched the award-winning movie they show on short loop (about twenty minutes long?) which has some breath-taking photography of the park. I visited the book shop, too, and bought a book about Cherokee basketry and basketmakers written by a professor from North Carolina's university. Interesting to read (and I actually read the text all the way through:). It was inspiring to read about people who kept the native traditions alive despite all the hardships they have endured (mostly at the hands of invading Europeans).
Of course, I also bought some goodies for my grandson (which I need to mail off to him:). Sadly, I had left my cane at home in Maryland and I never did find any good ones for sale while we were away. I just took my time and tottered carefully around.
As I left the visitor's center, I spotted an interesting travel vehicle - could get interested in owning one of these, I think:
Isn't it cute? Crawling in and out of it might be beyond my body these days, but the foot loose life has always had a secret appeal to me. I'd guess that is a legacy of my youth (we moved A LOT when I was a kid) combined with familial tendencies. :)
I found a very nice 'Quiet Walk' area that I had taken another year as I drove through the park and stopped to enjoy a half-mile or so hike (on the flat) and photography.
There was a little evidence of the fire along this path but not much - it runs past a low area with lots of standing water in summer, I think (was damp and mossy when I was there). In no particular order, here are some photos I took.
I quite enjoyed my trek, short though it was, through the woods. This is the kind of terrain I grew up playing in when I was at my grandparents houses and it holds a lot of nostalgic pleasure for me ... there is the peacefulness of being outside in nature, too (though the sound of traffic is never far away - this park is heavily visited).
I stopped again during my drive to take photos of the mountains. The day was overcast and there was little or no color on the hills - they looked somewhat foreboding and unfriendly that day. :) I was startled by how much rock was showing this year - generally in the past the mountains have been too overgrown with trees for their rocky ribs to show.
The first weekend we were there, it rained all day Saturday. In the late afternoon, the clouds blew over and the sun came out. Sitting on our balcony, I managed to catch some photos that show _why_ this is the Great Smokey Mountain area:
As you can see, there was more color developing on our side of the mountain than in the park. :) The mist rising from the rain looks very like smoke - hence the name of this region where the valleys are narrow and the hillsides fairly steep. This entire mountain chain is very old - it was formed by the impact of the continental plate that carries Africa against the North American plate, back when both were part of Gonwondaland (I _think_). The movie I watched in the visitor's center noted that these hills were once higher than the Rocky Mountains and that all the sand forming beaches along the East and Gulf Coasts are the remains of these mountains washed down to the sea! Kind of awe-inspiring to consider time on that scale.
Our trips down and home were similar in length though we took two different paths. Going down we took Interstate 70 west to 81 which runs diagonally through Virginia into Tennessee. Coming back, there were reports of extreme traffic on 81 so we went eastward across southern Virginia to pick up I95 northward past DC on the eastern side. Traffic was worse but never awful coming home and we spent only 30 minutes more with that route. I doubt we'll do that again, though, unless we feel like a tour of rolling farmlands and Virginia small towns. ;)
I did manage to take some flower photos at one of the rest stops in VA (most of them aren't too fancy):
On the whole, it was a very pleasant trip. Skip and I are quiet people so we enjoy quiet vacations. :)
:) Linda
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