"Famous" Asheville road signs

The folks on this street?

Total knob gobblers

As usual, after working diligently all day long, I needed to get out for a ride around town.

And, as usual, I saw a bunch of hilarious stuff. Today it was mostly road signs.

So I thought to myself, "Hey Scoop, why don't you share these funny road signs with the world? ...Or at least the eight people who visit your blog."

So I did.

What's it like this way? 

Eh

If you take Gobblers Knob until it turns into a dirt road, which is immediately, you want to keep your eye out for old man Johnston's bath tub. He's usually in it, so yell hello if you see him.

Most likely, he'll be fully clothed - and fully loaded. Same same for his gun. So be polite.

And never stop pedaling.

I'm not making this shit up

"After you take a left on Soso Way, take a right on Four Wheel Drive."

"Oh. I drive a Nissan Sentra. Do you think I'll make it?"

"Make what?"

"Make it down your street."

"Four Wheel Drive?"

And so on... 

Keep it weird Asheville; keep it really, really weird

Ol' Creepy McFakeout

I swear to god, as I was about to take this picture, the door opened up and an arm came out. I didn't want to get caught taking a picture, so I acted like I was on the phone.

Then, the hand slowly withdrew and the door closed.

Sometimes I feel like I moved to a place that's the setting for a bunch of Scooby Doo mysteries.

Tom

Tom is dead

Long live Tom

"Sorry folks, park's closed. Moose out front should've told ya."

Not exactly. The park was technically still open, but we had visions of what it would be like setting up camp in the midst of a steady downpour. Possibly an epic argument. Or two.

Probably more.

Since the downpour started before we left early Friday morning, and the forecast for rain was 100 percent for Saturday and Sunday, we decided to scrap our four-day trip. So now I have the opportunity to catch up and write a blog post about all the spooky-ass cemeteries we've been encountering on our camping trips.

Today's cemetery is located at the Rocky Bluff Campground, just outside of Hot Springs, NC.

As soon as I saw the tombstone above, I came up with a fun little scenario. My Nancy Drewish heroine would be playing with her cousin in the campground when they would stumble upon this hidden graveyard. A graveyard completely filled with - yikes! - guys named Tom.

Over a long holiday weekend, they would investigate and find out that there wasn't a single dude named Tom in Hot Springs who was still alive.

What's happening to all the Toms?

Tom?

Tune in next week to find out.

Last week in review

What a great time last week in West Asheville! Let's take a quick look at all the fun.

There's a lot missing, so come back soon.

Asa crowned Jake king

Peanut went for a stroll in the garden

Barb and Jake hung out

Tyler hiked the

highest peak east of the Mississippi

Yours truly conquered the world

FREEDOM!

Meowtside

Happy 4th, all y'all!