Gawdawful Rain. And Fog.

We left Asheville on a rainy morning, hoping for clearer weather up above on the Blue Ridge Parkway.

It was not to be. We drove in horrid fog, pea soup stuff for miles and miles, and could not see the road, much less a single mountain valley or vista. This was our view for long stretches.

The Blue Ridge Parkway winds and turns and tunnels through mountains and zigs and zags over switchbacks, but we saw none of it.

We left the parkway at Boone, North Carolina and sloshed our way up the interstate highway, in pouring rain, unable to see the taillights of a car just feet in front of us.

The fog was intense in places, the rain relentless.

There were long delays for accidents, bumper to bumper crawls when fog descended again, and constant hours of heavy rain.

Jim drove the entire day in these conditions, and he is our hero!

Tomorrow, if the rain abates, we'll try to see the sights along the Skyline Drive, but we know we are headed into more rain going home.