
No, there's no "Murder Mountain" in WNC. This ride derives it's name from two interesting sites we passed along the route. What message do you see in this skywriting?







Just passed the yellow bells was the quaint town of Kona - not much of a town now but it used to be a feldspar mining town until the EPA shut it down because the people were suffering from "white lung." As we rode through the town, we noticed the church with a graveyard in the back.




He was born in 1760 and died at the age of 79. Now the fact that he was a War veteran is cool enough but add in that his son is also buried here and now you've got a real story.









Okay, yes, I'm cheesy. But who can pass through the small community of Bandana without taking this picture?




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