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On Track at Bryson City

Monday, January 02, 2006


The conversation went a little something like this... "Peyton... how would you like to ride on a real train...?"

So... thats all it took and we were off. We drove to Bryson City to take a ride on the historical Smokey Mountain Railroad. We were greeted with a bluegrass band as we waited to board and with much anticipation... we finally heard the conductor yell... "ALL ABOARD!!!!!" We jumped on and found some great seats. Shortly after settling in we were underway. We rode along the shoreline of Lake Fontana and followed the Chatooga River to the Nantahala Outdoors center where we stretched our legs and took in the beauty around us. After a little while we boarded the train once again and headed back to Bryson City Station. The trip was about 3 to 3 1/2 hours and we enjoyed every second of it. When we were not marveling at the mountains and rivers we were laughing and chatting. I stopped several times to imagine what was going through the mind of a 3 year old who's favorite toy in the world right now is "Thomas the Train". Peyton would stair out the window with great contentment as though all he was doing was soaking in a dream. It was truly a sight to behold.


















Here are some photos from our trip. Enjoy.