About Blue Ridge Motorcycle Campground and their policies ....... if a cabin isn't rented or reserved, he will rent it on the day of. I have NEVER seen all the cabins rented at the same time, especially during the week. I think we can have a cabin if we want one.
He has copious grassy areas to put a tent on, no reservations needed. We have stayed in a tent before when needed, you got a dandy blue one.
If all that fails, would you believe this exists less than 10 minutes away from Blue Ridge Motorcycle Campground going up towards the Parkway?
Free too, hard to argue with free.https://freecampsites.net/#!158897&query=sitedetailsIt is my opinion that we get too all tied up reserving places and having the weather (or ever changing circumstances) rob us of our money.
I have no plans to go to the center of the USA this summer, my ability to sit the bike that long just does not exist any more. My willingness to sit in a truck for
at least 4 days just to cover the long long driving distances also just doesn't exist any more either.
Pick a time span you are interested in for the meander trip and sorta decide how long you want to stay gone. The meander trips have always been 4-5 days long by the time we actually finished them as they are paced rather casually.
.... take one of these .... ..... and 3 of these (loaded) ...... ...... with one of these for a little deflashing & legal type hearing protection ......Gots to have us a little bit of chipmunk protection, you know --- we are going into wild rabid chipmunk territory again and our VERY LIVES are at risk accordingly .......
As far as Little Switzerland goes, commercial campgrounds abound near and around Hwy 80. If you want some free camping, it exists off the Parkway shortly before you get to Little Switzerland.
https://freecampsites.net/#!9138&query=sitedetailsRemember that little stone restaurant that we ate dinner and breakfast at? Who knows, it might still be there.
Remember the exiting the eatery after dark in the silent, echoing heavy sound deading
inside the cloud FOG ...... the fog ...... the fog ..... the fog ????
The eerie glowing lights of the completely silent 18 wheeler that went by us as we were saddling up? That piercing scream of that little chipmunk as you crushed his back legs and tail with your front tire?
He vowed revenge you know, and they still have your wanted poster up on the entrance wall inside the chipmunk burrow.