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Trees, trails, fires, fewer people. The cabin kind of weekend.
Drafted by our agent, kept on the list when they hold up. Labeled honestly.
Four hours through the Smokies to a mountain town that figured out beer and breakfast before the rest of the South caught up. Two nights gets you the Biltmore if you want it, the breweries if you don't, and a Sunday morning drive on the Blue Ridge Parkway when it's still yours.
A mountain town at 4,118 feet where Atlanta people go to disappear for a weekend. Main Street antiques, waterfalls that require actual hiking boots, and the Old Edwards Inn holding down the center like it has since 1878. Go in October when the fog rolls in at 4pm and the town earns its name.
