Our visit to Asheville was uneventful because we arrived too late in the afternoon to really enjoy the town. Earlier in the day we rode the Blue Ridge Parkway and had a fabulous day. (see earlier blog post on the BRP)
We first went to Green Man Brewery expecting dinner but we found a true brewery; beer and no food. It was an interesting, eclectic crowd and we had a tasty beverage and headed to downtown Asheville to find Wicked Weed a brewpub.
Wicked Weed was pretty good but our server was more interested in the single guy sitting next to us. I'm assuming he was single. Maybe not?
Wicked Weed had small samples making it easy to enjoy a few different brews. I had a honey lavender beer and a prickly pear beer and both were refreshing and amazing. Randy doesn't remember what he had but I'm sure he liked it. We had a quick dinner at the bar and checked out downtown.
We didn't go to the Biltmore, which is supposed to be amazing but the tour is $40 and a little over a budget. Perhaps on our next trip.
But what we did find was the Grove Park Inn. It sits up on in the hills of Asheville and is on the National Register of Historic Places. Truly incredible hotel with a patio view of Asheville.
The valet and bellman were a little concerned when we cruised in, parked our Harley's (liked we belonged there) and walked into the lobby.
We checked out the view from the patio, the lobby, and then the valet caught up with us and wanted to make sure we weren't leaving our bikes in front. I thought they looked pretty good parked in front of this impressive inn but the Valet had a different opinion.
We scooted out with the hope that someday we'll return. When we left, in my rearview mirror, I swear I saw the look of relief on the bellman's face. Perhaps, when we hit the lottery we'll go there. Or, maybe a few of our kind friends will take us as their guests. If I'm ever in Asheville again, I'll at least go there for happy hour, look over Asheville, and pretend that I'm part of the rich and famous.
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