Bunny and I are on our way to Brevard, North Carolina (like we do every year) and our primary goal this year is to view the solar eclipse. Unfortunately, the weather is looking a bit grim in Brevard as it's expected to be raining next Monday, but who knows? Perhaps it will clear up by then.
Our first stop to refuel was in Ormond Beach, Florida, where we saw this beautiful example of classic American kitch:
How did we ever survive not seeing this?
We have finally arrived!
We made excellent time this trip, having taken a bit over eleven hours to drive the 750 miles. As usual, we're staying at The Red House Inn.
And as usual when we arrive on a not-Tuesday day of the week, we have dinner at The Square Root, an excellent restaurant tucked away in an alley in downtown Brevard (and who would have thought that Brevard was large enough to have an alley, much less one large enough to hide a restaurant?).
We just can't get enough of the Pecan Encrusted Brie (“Delicious Fried Brie Served With Granny Smith Apples and Crackers With a Frangelico Praline Sauce”). Mmmmmmmmmm … Pecan Encrusted Brie …
I can't quite place my finger on it, but I think the local white squirrel population is planning something.
Saturday, I spent ten hours at my high school's 30 year reunion (which I didn't blog about because other than the participants, who wants to read about a bunch of people you don't know? Also, what happens at Las Vegas stays at Las Vegas). Sunday was the every-other-week D&D game (which I don't blog about because other than the participants, who wants to read about a bunch of people you don't know pretending to slay dragons? Especially when said players don't slay the dragon?). Monday was an eleven hour drive to Brevard (which, unlike the previous two days, I did blog about because who doesn't want to see a stuffed alligator wearing an American flag?). It all finally caught up with me. I went to bed early (well, early for me). I reluctantly got up late (well, still early for me, but given the time I went to bed, it was late).
Bunny and I had lunch at the Pisgah Fish Camp (and here I would include a link to the website, but apparently, The Pisgah Fish Camp is so busy serving up good food, they don't have time for a pesky website). But while the experience there was pretty typical (order and eat good food—seriously, the fish there is good) the experience getting there is anything but. It's odd, but space and time are warped here in Brevard. It seemed like a long drive to the Pisgah Fish Camp (and on one of the walls is a quote from the founder—“people called me crazy and said no one would drive this far out of Brevard for a meal.”) and yet—it was only four miles! Heck, Bunny and I drive farther than that just to our nearest IHOP, and that doesn't seem all that far for us. But here? It seemed like a long drive.
Traffic here is also weird. There is much less traffic here than back in Lower Sheol. And yet, it's still annoying. I'll pull up to a clear intersection, and just as I'm about to turn, an enevitable train of cars just moseying along the road materializes out of nowhere, too close together to make a safe turn, far enough apart to trick you into thinking you can make a safe turn, but no, you can't.
I was trying out a new search engine, Million Short (which allows you to easily exclude the top N websites) and while trying it out, I came across this:
There are a few towns in the US, though, that have very high numbers of white squirrels. This could be for a few reasons. First, predators in towns tend to be low. This cancels out the negative selection against the white morph. Sometimes in towns, a few neighbors will also select against the normal coloration of eastern grey squirrel. Yes, that happens. After a few generations, all you get are whites, and they can spread to the rest of the town! Fascinating!
The Big 5 White Squirrel Towns
It's interesting that there are quite a few “Home of the White Squirrel” across the country.
The department tweeted this week a map of where folks are said to have spotted lizard people in the past, out of concern that paranormal activity might be on the rise during the eclipse. "Regarding possible paranormal activity potentially occurring during the #SolarEclipse2017. As always, if you see something, say something," the department tweeted alongside the graphic, with tongue possibly in cheek (though who knows).
Via FaceGoogleLinkedMyPlusInSpaceBook, THE SOLAR ECLIPSE COULD BRING LIZARD PEOPLE, SOUTH CAROLINA EMERGENCY OFFICIALS WARN (REALLY)
Man, the crazy things people believe about this eclipse …
I'm beginning to sense a theme here …
After lunch, Bunny and I headed into the Penny Lane Exchange to pick up some new Hawaiian shirts. We entered, and the proprietor asked us if we were in town for the upcoming eclipse. We answered affirmatively, he then went on to ask if we recalled the Harmonic Convergence of 1987 and the emergence of a new paradigm of peace and harmony (no, really, it was a thing, thirty years ago today). Sadly, we had to inform him that no, we did not recall the Harmonic Convergence of 1987 but we really liked the shirts.
I have to remind myself that Brevard is in the shadow of Berkeley of the East.
Bunny and I stopped off at an antique store and there, I saw this really cool globe for sale:
The ranged rings aren't printed on the globe—it's a clear plastic hemisphere that can be repositioned. And because I was curious, I placed the center point on Korea. Not North Korea mind you, Korea! The globe is so old that the Korean peninsula is Korea.
And that clear plastic hemisphere … I have never seen such a feature on a globe before. And it might have been quite progressive at the time, for it has both miles and kilometers marked off.
A very cool globe.
It wasn't immediately obvious where it was located, but we eventually asked and learned that it was behind the Squatch Bikes & Brew, a combination bike store and bar.
But like most food places around here, it's worth it.
They also have a large selection of craft beers on tap, for those that are into that sort of thing.
Nothing like good North Carolina BBQ for lunch.
As we were driving around, it looked like an interesting place. So we stopped by Mud Daubber's of Brevard. On the outside, it's a ramshackle building that looks like a stiff breeze would knock it over. On the inside is an incredible collection of pottery, all made locally.
One piece caught my eye—a plate:
The level of detail is incredible and upon asking, I learned that the artist pressed real leaves into the clay before firing. The leaves burn away, leaving an impression that is then enhanced, giving it this beautiful 19TH Century illustrative look.
It's just an incredible piece of work.
Another store we stopped at was the Shabby Shack Mall (no link for them—they only have a page on MyFaceGoogleLinkedBookPlusInSpace, which makes it nearly impossible for me to link to—damn those proprietary walled gardens!). It's supposedly an antique mall, but then they have stuff like this:
These aren't antiques! They're from a 1990 movie for crying out loud! They're younger than I am!
They also had this sign, which both Bunny and I found amusing:
I couldn't help myself—I got the globe.
How could I not? It came with a geometrical plastic hemisphere!
How many globes have you seen with a geometrical plastic hemisphere?
Bunny and I stepped into DD Bullwinkels Outdoors (which used to be next door to Rocky's Grill and Soda Shop but moved about a block away in the former Belk store on Main St.) so Bunny could pick up an Eclipse 2017 shirt.
Apparently, the big thing in Brevard is “barshopping,” where a store will have an indoor bar:
This isn't the first store we've seen that does this. It's just the first one with an impressive setup.
I found this sign at Underground Storage (yet another business here who's web presence is on MyFaceGoogleLinkedBookPlusInSpace making it hard to link to):
I found it ironic (which I don't think is actually “ironic”, ironically enough).
In less than two weeks, millions of Americans will witness day turn to night as the moon blocks out the light from the sun, but there is more to the celestial spectacle than many think.
While all attention will be on the sun and the moon, many people's surroundings will change during the brief moments of totality.
Subtle differences may be noticed in areas that only experience a partial solar eclipse, but much bigger changes will take place along the narrow path from Oregon to South Carolina that see a total eclipse of the sun.
Via GoogleLinkedMyFaceInSpaceBookPlus, 5 surprising effects the total solar eclipse will have besides darkness
I've recently heard about the “shadow bands” (#5 on the list), but it never occurred to me that Mercury would be visible.
In the parking lot of the Red House Inn was an odd sight indeed:
A chap from England was set up in the parking lot, testing out his small telescope, with sun filters. We chatted a bit, and he let me look at the sun through his telescope. It was cool seeing the activity on the sun, a few sunspots and even a solar flare or two.
I attempted to get a picture of the sun with the iPhone, but it had trouble focusing through the lens.
It's starting. People are moving. Things are happening!
IT'S THE INVASION OF THE ALIEN WHITE SQUIRRELS!
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I should take those off before typing.
I've got my peril sensitive sunglasses, courtesy of the fine folks at the Red House Inn, and so far the eclipse is impressive. I've tried taking photographs, but even when I put my peril sensitive sunglasses over the camera, all I get is a bright blob that maybe, if you squint hard enough, looks kind of like a sun going through an eclipse. But that could very well be due to squinting too hard.
So I'm just sitting back and enjoying the event.
Bunny and I decided to stay put at the Red House Inn. We can see the eclipse just fine from here, and it avoided the craziness of downtown Brevard. Traffic was horrendous earlier today (we were out getting lunch) and we ended up driving along back roads to avoid the heavy traffic (which, oddly enough, would be considered “normal traffic” back home; my how time and space are warped here).
“Sean! Come quick! Look! Shadow bands!”
And sure enough, wriggling over the porch of the Red House Inn were shadow bands. Unfortunately, I was not able to capture a video of them—they did not last long at all.
And then—TOTAL ECLIPSE!
It looked like a hole in the sky. What an incredible sight. We could hear the cheers from downtown Brevard.
And like that, it was over. The sun is waxing, the temperature is rising, and the alien white squirrels are gone.
About those banners:
Yes, those banners.
I wanted to know if I could obtain one (or two). So, after lunch, I walked to the Brevard city hall to ask about them. I figured that was the best place to ask, since it was city propery the banners were hung on. Now, city hall is located on the west end of Main Street, on the south side. It's not terribly far from the Red House Inn where we're staying.
The clerk at the main window informed me that the city had nothing to do with the banners in question. No, it was The Heart of Brevard who was responsible for the banners. And they're located on the east end of Main Street, on the north side. So I walked across town.
The receptionist at the Heart of Brevard informed me that they had nothing to do with the banners in question. No, it was The Transylvania Times (the local newspaper), located just a block north of the center of town.
More walking. The general manager at the Transylvania Times informed me that, yes, they were responsible for the banners about town. But no, they had no idea of the reception the banners would make and were still trying to decide on how much to charge for them. As it was, they ran out of the eclipse T-shirts and needed to get more.
So, I left my contact information with the general manager and hopefully, I'll get an officlal alien white squirrel invasion banner some time in the future.
A stuffed bear, wearing a white squirrel mask and an eclipse T-shirt.
Ah, “Oceans 7-11”.
The movie is not as quirky and madcap as the trailer makes it out to be. But that's not to say it isn't good. It is, but it's not fast moving (although it's not slow—the pacing is actually spot on). Nor is it something you can half watch, as it turns out to be a rather cunning heist movie with more going on than expected. The two main brothers, played by Channing Tatum and Adam Driver, are much smarter than they come across. And Daniel Craig shows just how versatile he is as the demolitions expert Joe Bang.
It's not going to win any awards, but for a fun summer time movie, you can't beat it.
Today is the last day Bunny and I are in Brevard. We met with an old college friend George at 12 Bones, a well known barbeque restaurant in Asheville. It was quite the interesting place, located between the river and a railroad among graffiti filled buildings. And there was a line out the door. Like I said, it's well known in the area.
The food was good. And plentiful. Both Bunny and I had the ribs with the pineapple habanero BBQ sauce, and yes, it had a definite bite to it.
Afterwards, Bunny and I headed to the WNC Farmer's Market, also in Asheville. We are now the proud owners of a peck of peaches, a bushel of tomatoes and a seemingly endless supply of corn. My car now smells like the produce section of a supermarket.
Not that I'm complaining.
Unfortunately, due to circumstances beyond my control, I cannot post any more pictures to the blog (the circumstance—I upload the pictures to my server at home for processing, but there was a power outtage that lasted longer than the UPS; bummer!). I wish I could, because then you could see the graffiti filled buildings surrounding 12 Bones, and the very scary looking bee at the WNC Farmer's Market (but in reality, your imagination will probably be scarier than the real thing).
Tomorrow, the long drive back to Florida!
Home again, home again, jiggety-jig!
Now that I'm rested and my computers are back up and running, I can post the few remaining pictures I would have liked to post but was unable to.
First up, when I mentioned parking right in front of the theater, I really meant it:
I also mentioned that 12 Bones was located among graffiti filled buildings.
Then there was the trip to the WNC Farmer's Market, which not only had a scary honey bee mascot:
but also Christmas decorations:
For nothing says “Chrismtas” like a hot August day.
And finally, I'm glad to see that Yorick finally got around to it.