Little Mountain Town


Over a decade ago, I took a job at Sugar Mountain in Banner Elk, NC.  I was living in Johnson City at the time, but wanted to explore snowboarding on the regular and give myself another excuse to skip class.  I wasn’t really feeling college at the time, and my friend Nikki and I made the commute to Banner Elk 4-5 nights a week.  I was in love.

I eventually took my newfound addiction to the next level, and dropped out of college.  I went on Widespread Panic tour, worked at a brewery in Johnson City, and saved money for my planned relocation to The High Country.  I was going to be a real mountain girl.

I spent quite a few years living the ski town life, working at Mellow Mushroom and Stickboy in between seasons, and traipsing around in my aggressive flip flops.  I even enrolled at ASU and finished my degree.  Boone treated me right, and I was loving every minute of it.  Once I finished college, my eyes were set to the West, so I moved to Mammoth Lakes, CA as soon as I could.

It’s no surprise how I felt about Mammoth.  It was amazing.  There are not many words that can do the Eastern Sierras justice, so I won’t even try.  That place is magical.  All who’ve experienced it know exactly what I’m talking about.  I thought I would die in Mammoth.

Of course, the rest of that story is history, and I moved back to Tennessee almost 3 years ago.

As most of you know by now, I’m packing up and taking off on another life journey.  I’ve been trying to get to Asheville for a very long time…it’s here!  The excitement is almost more than I can take, and my heart is full of true joy for the first time in a very long while.  As I sit here in the coffee shop, I can’t help but smile at the thought of getting back to my routine.  HAPPINESS.

Of course, I’ll miss my dear friends, those people who’ve made the transition to my hometown bearable. You guys know who you are, and I can’t thank you enough for being my rock in a time of total upheaval.  Our friendships will transcend miles of separation, and nothing will take away the love I have for each of you.

To my father, brother, and nephew…I love you guys.  We’ve suffered through so much, but I think we are stronger and closer because of it.  I’m only an hour away, so don’t think you’ve rid yourselves of my awesomeness just yet.  I’ll be back.  And Brian, I expect LOTS of DuPont rides in our future.  No excuses now. 🙂

I’m excited to start this new chapter of my life.  I’m anxious to see what awaits me in Asheville, and I look forward to getting back to the heart of my life.  The mountains.

One Comment Add yours

  1. Asheville will never be the same after Megan lands. 😉

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