January 26, 2003 Sauratown Mountain
We ate lunch and packed up some stuff—the camera, money, maps, CDs and a pen and paper. Jason went to go explore in the Jeep, so we did. We left at about 6pm for the Pilot Mountain area and the he Sauratown Mountains, which are sometimes called “the mountains away from the mountains. They are an isolated mountain range named for the Sauras Indians. The range consists of rugged, heavily forested ridges frequently broken by large quartz rock cliffs which can be seen for miles.
We exited at Pinnacle’s Perch Road and then wandered around. We went off road two times—once by an unnamed path that led up to a lake and the second time off a YMCA camp trail. Jason drove on a walking trail until it became too narrow to drive down any longer. Then he had to back out. It was kind of fun.
Then we found Old Sauratown Mountain Road. It reminded me of Sauron from the Lord of the Rings! Anyway, we drove up the mountain that we’d been circling. At the very top was a TV station (WXII) and their antennas. Despite the gate and the No Trespassing sign, we ventured to the top since the gate had been left open. I hopped out of the Jeep long enough to take some pictures. It was an awesome view—breathtaking. The last time I saw something like that I had to walk miles and miles to see it. It was weird not to work for the view. Feeling like we could be kicked out or yelled at for being there made it all the more exciting. I hopped back in the Jeep and Jason did a donut in the snow before taking down back down Sauratown Mountain Road.
We drove to Hanging Rock after that, up to Francisco and then back down 66 South back toward Greensboro. We ate at MacDonald’s and then went home. I played on the internet and read once we got home.