Rainbows and Reptiles: Two Waterfalls at Gorges State Park

About a year ago on one of our reconnaissance trips to Brevard, we thought we’d visit a couple of the waterfalls in nearby Gorges State Park. We were there on Labor Day weekend, while the state was slowly coming out of lockdown. We had a leisurely start to the day, cruising on over to the park around 10 a.m. on a Sunday. What fools we were! It was a surprise to arrive, only to be turned away because the park was already full (i.e., all parking lots were full). We had to scramble to come up with an alternative plan to make a couple of short waterfall hikes over in the Pisgah National Forest. This turned out well, except for getting caught in a horrible traffic jam on Highway 276 on our way back. So, lessons learned: (1) North Carolina was actually serious about shutting down their parks during the COVID peak, a laughable notion to us Alabamians; and (2) in this town, going anywhere on Labor Day weekend would be out of the question.

So for nearly a year, we’ve been plotting our revenge. Well, that’s overstating it, since we were actually the ones at fault. But we have been motivated to take care of this unfinished business, and more to the point, this is a deservedly popular hike in a beautiful state park. The distance and difficulty would work well with our return to hiking, and after our previous hike in which we’d seen two waterfalls, a somewhat insistent rat snake, and a black bear in just a couple of miles, we were eager to get out there again.

We headed out early on a weekday morning in August, timing our arrival for around 9 a.m. to avoid the hordes. This turned out to be overkill, as the pandemic had eased by then and we weren’t hiking on a holiday weekend. Our plan was to hike the Rainbow Falls trail to the eponymous waterfall and continue on to Turtleback Falls. As shown on the map, Gorges State Park has two entrances, and access to this trail is from the Grassy Ridge park entrance off state highway 281 in the Sapphire community. After a quick visit to the restrooms at the visitor center, we joined about five other vehicles in the spacious paved parking lot near the kiosks in the southwest corner. After perusing the info on the kiosks (as we do on every hike), we set off down a graveled trail into the woods.

The trail is double-blazed at its start, with round orange blazes to indicate the Rainbow Falls trail and round blue blazes for the Raymond Fisher trail. At 0.3 miles, the Raymond Fisher trail splits off to the southeast, leading to a pond and a former backcountry campsite that has been permanently closed. The park is building a new developed campground, planned for opening in Fall 2021. We followed the orange blazes and excellent signage to head westward and downhill. The broad trail wound back to the north before bending west again and crossing the boundary into Pisgah National Forest at about 0.8 miles. This was a mild surprise, as we didn’t realize the waterfalls themselves are on National Forest land.

As soon as the trail enters the national forest, the graveled footbed becomes more of a natural surface but retains its width. Shortly past the state park/national forest border, the trail bends slightly to the right in a heavily eroded section and begins to descend into a hollow, with the Horsepasture River paralleling the trail to the south. At the bottom of the descent there’s an unbridged creek crossing, easily forded under normal circumstances. There’s a nice backcountry campsite off to the right of the trail, though it would rate pretty low for solitude.

The trail flanks the river, heading upstream, with occasional views and access to the water. This section of the trail sported more wildflowers than we had seen previously, with some of the rhododendrons in full bloom. At about 1.5 miles, the trail begins an uphill climb, with the roar of a powerful waterfall growing as you ascend. We emerged from the woods into an open area, with Rainbow Falls in all its 150-foot glory off to our left, framed by sunflowers and smooth phlox.

A wooden fence along one side of the trail protects hikers from a drop into the chasm. The trail continues toward the waterfall, splitting just past the end of the wooden fence. To the left, the trail descends to a viewing platform, passing very close to the waterfall itself. We followed a track down to the bottom of the waterfall, though it’s probably not part of the official trail, and required more care than the groomed trail we had been on to this point. However, from the platform or the bottom of the fall you are more likely to understand why the waterfall is so named.

After being cooled by the mists roaring off Rainbow Falls, we climbed back up to the main trail to the fenced area. We had one more waterfall to visit, which is reached by taking the trail that splits off to the right at the end of the fenced area. This orange-blazed trail continues upstream of Rainbow Falls. For obvious reasons, there are warning signs and fences to discourage anyone from taking a notion of going for a swim at the top of Rainbow Falls. Sadly, these warnings are necessary due to recent fatalities.

At approximately 1.65 miles from the trailhead, Turtleback Falls is visible on the left side of the trail. This is a waterfall of a less dramatic type, a cascade in which the Horsepasture River drops over a natural waterslide that’s about 20 feet tall from top to plunge pool. It’s a popular place for cooling off, though we didn’t see anyone sliding down the fall on our visit. The Forest Service flatly says you shouldn’t swim here, because if the water levels are up, the combination of swift current and slippery footing has caused many people to be swept toward (or over) Rainbow Falls.

We sat on a rock overlooking Turtleback Falls and had our lunch, before saddling back up for the return trip along the same route. A third waterfall, Drift Falls, is farther upstream but isn’t included on the state park’s map, and it’s very close to if not actually on private property, so we decided we’d end our hike at Turtleback. Our GPS conked out around here, but since this was the turnaround point for our hike we figure we covered a total of 3.3 miles out and back. We met quite a few more people on our return trip, and indeed the parking lot was nearly full upon our return.

The waterfalls were the showiest features of the hike, but there were botanical and zoological pleasures as well. At various parts of the trail we identified Indian cucumber root and false solomon’s seal fruiting, downy rattlesnake plantain and St. Andrews’s cross in bloom, and naked flowered tick trefoil in its last stages of blooming, as well as identifying galax and Shuttleworth’s ginger by their foliage. And only about a quarter-mile from the parking lot, sharp-eyed Ruth spotted movement just off the trail to our right — it was a little foot-long ring-necked snake! So that made two hikes in a row with snake sightings. The little fellow wanted nothing to do with us and was quickly hiding under the leaf litter.

With the wildflowers, waterfalls, and reptile sighting, our first successful visit to Gorges State Park was a triumph, and now that we’ve cracked the code we’ll be out there soon on another non-holiday weekday, as early as we can make it. What wonders await?

Going Native: Greenland Creek Falls

We’ve been fairly well moved in here in our new home for a little while now, and we figured it was high time we went out and did a hike on a “natural surface” again. We’re a bit out of shape since we haven’t hiked as regularly as we used to, so we wanted a fairly easy (and short) nearby hike, but we wanted to step it up from our last outing on paved trails. We decided on a hike to Greenland Creek Falls in the Panthertown Valley area. The route we selected started at the Cold Mountain parking lot, went down Greenland Creek Trail to the falls, then came back via Mac’s Gap Trail for a total hike of about 2 miles.

We got to the trailhead without any issues and found a bigger parking lot than I was expecting. Having been turned away once at Gorges State Park because we arrived late enough that the park was full when we got there, we made sure to leave early enough to make the trailhead by around 9:00 am. At that hour, there were a few cars in the lot already, but also plenty of spaces available. Maybe we’re getting the hang of this area! We booted and backpacked up, and then I wandered over to check out the kiosk. There, we saw several signs about what to do if you saw a bear, mostly aimed at folks who planned to camp overnight. Hmm. We have never really had to worry much about bears before, but I’ve noticed quite a few reports of bears in people’s back yards all around us. Perhaps we should invest in some bear spray. We didn’t have any with us, so we planned to just be loud enough to encourage a bear to go the other way.

The kiosk is actually at the junction of two trails. To the right and uphill, a trail leads to Schoolhouse Falls. Our route took us the other way – around a large metal gate blocking off what used to be an old road. As it turned out, this was a disastrous obstacle for us because as Chet stepped around the gate and past the boulder further blocking the way, the camera slung around his neck swung into a metal piece sticking out of the gate. It sheared off the mechanism that keeps the lens on, but also apparently did something very bad to the camera body itself. It simply would not take pictures at all, even using a different lens. Chet fussed with it for a bit to see if he could get it to come back to life, but finally just gave up and put it back in the truck. We went ahead on our hike, though Chet was sure the waterfall pictures would not be very good, having only an iPhone camera (and an older model one at that) to work with. Still, we wanted to get out on a natural footbed again and enjoy some outdoor time.

The “hikers only” Greenland Creek Trail starts off briefly on the old road, then veers into the woods and up to a power-line cut, where I spotted a nice nearly-ripe blackberry bush in the open area around the tower. Past the power-line cut, the trail dives back into a mixed forest liberally carpeted with ferns and heads steadily, but not too steeply, downhill. We enjoyed the peace and quiet, and tested out a new app we’d downloaded – Merlin Bird ID. This one lets you record birdsong, then uses AI to suggest what it might be. It’s run by Cornell Lab, and can identify 7,500 species. It does a better job if it knows where you are, and I hadn’t figured out how to set our location ahead of time, so it put up some guesses, but also disclosed that without a known location it might not be so accurate. Still, its guesses seemed pretty reasonable to me – a hawk, a northern parula, a warbler, and a vireo.

About a third of a mile down the trail, Chet pointed out some pink flagging heading off to the right. He’d been looking for it because he’d read online that this was a side trail to a small waterfall called Mac’s Falls. We took the path to the right through rhododendron, galax, and more ferns and soon found ourselves at the falls. They are pretty, but very difficult to get a good picture of. We didn’t spend a lot of time there.

After another quarter of a mile downhill, Greenland Creek Trail joins up with Mac’s Gap Trail. The combined trail allows hikers and also bikers, but no horses. This stretch of trail was much more level, being creekside, and had a nice sometimes sandy footbed. Mac’s Gap peels off to the right in just a tenth of a mile, and we continued on Greenland Creek towards the main falls. Nearly every time we talk about hiking to non-hikers, the thing they are most afraid of is coming across a snake in the woods. Chet and I have hiked a lot, and though we’ve come across a few, it’s really pretty rare. They are usually pretty motivated to stay out of sight and out of our way. That’s why we were so surprised to come across a really large snake just casually chillin out off the trail near a campfire ring. This one was a rat snake of some sort, and not at all frightened of us, but also not at all interested in coming after us. Rat snakes are constrictors, not really biters, and like to eat things like mice and bird eggs. We admired him for a bit from a safe distance and then headed on down the trail.

Mr. Rat Snake

The next section of trail was in some ways the most challenging. Though it was still pretty level, it was very very muddy. Finding a path that would keep us from losing a boot to the mud was challenging. Maybe I’m exaggerating just a little, but the mud was pretty deep in some spots! We made it through, though, and after a couple of easy creek crossings (and a bit more mud) we came to the main event, Greenland Creek Falls. It’s a beautiful double level waterfall that drops about 50 feet and ends up in a pretty little plunge pool. The water is clear, but a bit tea colored. We had the spot all to ourselves and spent a bit of time while we ate lunch just admiring the view.

As we were finishing up, we heard another group coming up to the falls – the first people we’d seen on the trail all day! We packed up and left them to enjoy the solitude as we’d been able to, but soon met a few more folks heading to the falls. As far as solitude went, going early seems to be the way to go! We retraced our steps back through the mud, and checked for Mr. Rat Snake, hoping he’d have moved on. He wasn’t in that clearing, but we soon discovered he’d just moved back down the trail a bit and was now stretched right across it. We cut through the woods to get around him without disturbing him, then headed on back to the first Mac’s Gap Trail junction, admiring the massive trilliums and pretty mushrooms along the way.

The section of Mac’s Gap Trail past the combined portion looks to be an old roadbed, which made the climb back up a nice gradual one. Though this trail is marked as being moderate, and though Chet and I are pretty out of shape after not hiking much in the last few months, we found this trail to be pretty easy. As we walked along, we noticed more mushrooms, but also some stands of common heal-all and pokeweed.

Soon we were back at the top, on the road that leads to the parking lot. We turned left and headed uphill to get to the lot, noting that a lot more cars were parked along the road and in the lot than had been here when we arrived. We’d had a nice short hike, (2.3 miles by our GPS track) and other than the bad luck with the camera we felt pretty good about things. Out of shape as we were, we felt fine and like we could have gone a long ways farther. That was encouraging. However, this little outing wasn’t quite done with its surprises yet. As we drove down the road back towards Lake Toxaway, we came around a curve to find a black bear just ambling down the road! Being new to western North Carolina, we’re not yet jaded about spotting bears, so there was much fumbling for iPhones as we tried to capture this moment on film (so to speak). Mr. (or Ms.) Bear was not terribly interested in us, and simply headed off the side of the road and up a log, probably looking for a mid-day snack. We stayed safely in the truck and watched for a couple of minutes before heading on home for our own mid-day snack. I told my friends that I felt like I was a real North Carolinian now, having seen a bear, a snake, and taken a “real” hike!

This Cradle Rocks!

Well, hello there dear readers! It has been a minute since you’ve heard from us. When we last posted in mid-May, we were putting our house in north Alabama on the market and preparing for a move to western North Carolina (WNC, as the natives here call it). For a while afterwards, our lives were a whirlwind of packing and unpacking, but we’re now getting established in beautiful Brevard, as astute reader KT correctly guessed.

So we are often asked, why Brevard? We retired in December 2020, and since then we’ve wanted to move closer to our beloved Appalachian mountains, and also closer to our beloved family. We wanted a small town with ready access to a larger city, and after a couple of years of scouting and on the ground research, Brevard just felt like it could be home. We’re within a half hour’s drive of Gorges State Park, DuPont State Forest, and Pisgah National Forest, so this is a target-rich environment for hikers. The town has a population of around 8,000 and is known for its iconic white squirrels. It also features at least five local microbreweries/taprooms, two excellent bakeries, an outstanding public library, an extraordinary toy store, a lively arts scene, a renowned music center, and no doubt other charms we have yet to discover.

Once we had finished the move and recovered from nagging move-related injuries, we were itching to get outdoors and get on a trail. Since we hadn’t hiked in a while, we decided to pick something local and easy-peasy since we were in our WNC hiking infancy. The Cradle of Forestry in America was an obvious choice.

The Cradle of Forestry is the site of the nation’s first forestry school, founded in 1898 by Carl Schenck on the Biltmore Estate. Biltmore, in case you didn’t know, is the Vanderbilt family estate, built on 125,000 acres in Asheville, and the home is still the largest privately-owned house in the U.S. George Vanderbilt II started buying property in the 1880s, and built his house from 1889-1905. In 1895, Vanderbilt replaced his then-forester, Gifford Pinchot, and hired Schenck as his successor. Schenck had just completed his PhD in forestry in Germany. After working on the estate for three years, Schenck discovered that there was a critical need for forestry education, and with Vanderbilt’s permission he opened the Biltmore Forestry School. The site of the school is now a part of the Pisgah National Forest, and many original buildings have been preserved on a 6,500 acre tract.

As a hiking destination, the Cradle of Forestry is a great place for children and folks with mobility issues — three paved trails, varying in length from 1.0 to 1.3 miles. All three trails start behind the Forest Discovery Center, which contains exhibits, a theatre that shows an introductory video, restrooms, a cafe (closed at the time of our visit), and a gift shop. We hiked all three trails, and since this required some duplication we estimate that we covered around 3.7 miles. The three trails are essentially loops, two of which interlock, so you can assemble walks of various lengths.

Our approach on this hike was to first complete the Forest Festival trail, then slightly backtrack to complete the Forest Discovery trail. Both trails are reached by turning right after leaving the back door of the Forest Discovery Center. The Forest Festival trail begins at this point, and continues for 1.3 miles before closing a lollipop loop. Named for an event Schenck organized in 1908 to celebrate the tenth anniversary of the forestry school, this trail is jam-packed with points of interest throughout its length. Almost immediately, the trail passes a pollinator nest and a moon tree (in this case a sycamore). Moon trees, in case you’ve never heard the term, are trees sprouted from seeds carried on the Apollo 14 mission in 1971. 500 seeds were carried into space and orbited the moon before being returned to Earth, where most were germinated and eventually planted at various locations in the US and worldwide.

The red-blazed Forest Festival trail winds past the side of the building and quickly enters the woods. Signage along the trail describes the Forest Festival and various aspects of forestry practiced on the estate. Though youngsters may not find the signs all that compelling, shortly afterwards there’s a display of animal tracks reproduced in concrete, so you can identify the tracks you might find along the trail (but not actually on the trail, since it’s paved).

The trail splits as it enters an open area with demonstration seedling beds reflecting the research carried on at the forestry school. We took the fork to the right, re-entering the woods and passing a small pond. The trail occasionally transitions from asphalt to boardwalks in particularly damp stretches. The rhododendrons were in bloom here, shading the trail.

The next point of interest is a portable sawmill, complete with steam engine to power it. Schenck’s philosophy of forestry was not conservation-focused. Instead, it was a scientific approach for generating the maximum amount of forest products in a sustainable way, which allied with his employer’s goal. The sawmill is a reminder of this pragmatic approach.

As we reached the sawmill, we could hear a bell ringing in the distance. Soon afterwards, we reached the source of the sound, and the highlight of this particular trail: a shelter housing a Climax steam locomotive dating from 1914. Steps allow access to the cab, where you can pull a rope to ring the bell. While this particular locomotive didn’t work this property, it’s typical of the era. Restrooms are located on one side of the shelter. The trail passes through the shelter along a stretch of rails, with a derrick car with a log loader just down the tracks, then curves under the rails and passes a building foundation on the left.

The last segment of the Forest Festival trail passes two more items of interest: a couple of horse-drawn road graders and a trout nursery, which is still in limited operation. These artifacts are applicable to the forestry school, as roads were essential in extracting timber, and aquaculture and farming were also necessary activities.

After passing the trout nursery, we arrived back at the fork of the Forest Festival trail and briefly backtracked to reach the western trailhead of the Forest Discovery trail. This trail has a different focus from the Forest Festival trail. While the Forest Festival trail is full of artifacts and man-made points of interest, the 1.3 mile Forest Discovery trail is free of signage and interpretation. The trail is paved, but unlike the Forest Festival trail has some moderate elevation change and is described as moderate on the trail signs. We didn’t find it particularly physically challenging, but enjoyed gaining a little altitude and solitude. At one point the trail crosses a cascade, where I made the unwelcome forest discovery that horseflies like this cascade and will bite you if you tarry here.

The eastern end of the Forest Discovery trail intersects the Forest Festival trail near the locomotive, so we repeated our route back to the Forest Discovery Center. From here, we continued past the building (passing a small garden of native plants, including an amazing Stokes aster) to the Biltmore Campus trail. This 1.0 mile trail passes through the campus of the Biltmore Forestry School, quickly coming to the heart of the campus, the schoolhouse. The wood-shingled building contains benches and tables, wood flooring, and exposed planks on the walls and ceiling, with a fireplace and a chalkboard on one end. The students were literally encased in wood. A hitching post stands outside, where the students tied their horses. Lectures were typically held in the morning, with practical training conducted outdoors in the afternoon, rain or shine.

The Biltmore Campus trail then winds through the woods and passes through a tunnel under US Highway 276. After emerging and climbing for a few yards the trail splits, with an arrow directing walkers to the right. Two historic buildings stand here: the commissary and a ranger residence. The commissary is set up as it may have appeared during the school’s heyday, with dry goods behind a counter, mailboxes in a corner, and a checkers game set up by the window.

Ranger George Gillespie and his family lived in the ranger’s residence, a very substantial house. They boarded eight forestry school students in two rooms upstairs, accessible via an exterior staircase on the house’s front porch. The house is furnished appropriately for the era of the forest school.

After passing through a wooded stretch, the trail passes Schenck’s office, a converted barn. This tall and narrow building was the business operations center for Schenck, his secretary, and bookkeeper. Since this was the first forestry school in the US, it follows that there were no textbooks, so Schenck wrote and published his lectures, printing them himself in this building to supply to his students. Reprints of his lectures are still available. The trail continues around a bend, with restrooms off the trail to the right, and the Rock House Creek Lodge to the left. The Lodge was one of 14 on the Vanderbilt estate built to house rangers charged with protecting the property from locals, who harbored the peculiar notion that they could help themselves to Vanderbilt’s timber. Unlike other buildings on the trail, this one offers only a couple of vantage points for views into the interior.

Just past the lodge, the trail crosses a creek on a bridge then passes the blacksmith’s shop. If it looks like it could be put into use today, that’s because it can. Pre-COVID, the Cradle of Forestry held living history events that included demonstrations of blacksmithing and other crafting. The forge is patiently waiting for the blacksmith to pick up the hammer once again.

The last part of the loop passes a cabin that had been converted into student housing, affectionately (?) known to its inhabitants as the “Hell Hole.” Schenck didn’t put any effort into finding housing for his students — he’d simply tell the new arrivals “find yourself a place to stay.” This particular two-room cabin has a sitting room in the front and sleeping bunks in the back. The Biltmore Campus trail then passes one of the school’s gardens and the site of the school’s open-air laundry before closing the loop.

After returning to the Forest Discovery Center, we watched the orientation video and looked over the exhibits, which include a full-size firefighting helicopter simulator. You’ll need a stout stick to fight your way in, if our experience was typical, so we didn’t try it ourselves. If you want to try your luck, thanks to the forestry school there’s no shortage of stout sticks around.

Though it’s not really a hard-core hiking destination, the Cradle of Forestry offers some easy walks in a natural setting, with many opportunities for historical education. A modest admission charge applies. The Cradle is open mid-April through early November, and like many attractions and shops in the area, has a quirky schedule (it’s closed on Tuesdays).

So that was our first blog-worthy adventure since moving to Brevard, but we’ve been out since on a few more moderate hikes, working our way back up to longer mileage and elevation changes. Since we’re well and truly retired now, our blogging is going to be sporadic, instead of weekly, but we’ve more stories to tell and photos to share, so stay tuned!