Spending a frigid night outdoors in the Uwharries, or at the base of Grandfather Mountain, is fun — really! — as long as you come prepared. Let the Ramblin’ Man show you how it’s done.
Forever Frosty
There must have been some magic in that basement workshop in Raleigh: After more than a decade and countless trips to the craft store, a father’s determination brings his handmade gift to life one day.
On Turkey Time
Preparing the perfect Thanksgiving entrée — especially outdoors, in the fickle weather of a North Carolina November — is a delicate process that cannot be rushed. Just ask the Ramblin’ Man.
Banner Elk: Discovering a Blue Ridge Town
To answer a question that’s confounded him for years, the Ramblin’ Man — a Piedmont-dweller since birth — goes west.
The Seed Saver
A passion for indigenous grasses and wildflowers turned a ninth-generation farmer into a steward of seeds. On a ramble down to Johnston County, our roving writer learns how Don Lee is helping restore native landscapes across the South.
Master of the Marshes
Capt. Seth Vernon is a rare breed. As an old-school fishing guide, he poles his silent skiff through shallow waters, giving anglers their best shot to land the big one.
A Bicycle Built for Two
Pedaling through the streets of Morehead City is twice as fun aboard a vintage tandem bike. Most of the time.
Go With the Ebb & Flow
Something to ponder as the tide rolls in: Nothing on the North Carolina coast stays the same for long. Yet that inconstancy is, in its own way, a source of comfort.
The Perfect Pitch
In the right tent, you can camp just about anywhere. For the Ramblin’ Family, a nylon palace was a home away from home and a shelter through gusty nights in the High Country.
