In late October, we got away for the day and headed to the mountains to get some apples. You haven't lived until you have tasted a fresh mountain apple! This has become a bit of a tradition for us and I believe this is the fourth year we have gone. We always take the back roads up through the Lake Lure/ Chimney Rock area so that we can enjoy the colors on the way. Unfortunately this year the colors weren't all that great. Some it was due to the lack of rain here, and we were probably a week or two early for the peak viewing time. But that was fine because we still had a great time.
Our friend Andrea was able to join us this year and she and Sarai had a good time looking at the river and the rocks.
After a bite of lunch at a cute restuarant that looks out to Chimney Rock, we headed to Grandad's Farm to pick out some apples and play in the pumpkin patch. Sarai didn't know what to make of all the pumpkins but she had fun sitting in the middle of them.
All in all, we had a great time and enjoyed just being together. Now we have to get home and start baking some apple crisp!