Monday, October 30, 2017

South Carolina – Table Rock State Park


We hiked Table Rock State Park and thought it was the most scenic place we’ve seen in South Carolina.

Table Rock State Park is a 3000+ acre park in northwest South Carolina on the edge of the Blue Ridge Mountains. The Cherokees named the mountain, believing the spirit sat on the lower Stool Mountain and ate at the taller Table Mountain. After a 1785 treaty with the Cherokees, Europeans settled in the area and the land later became a recreational destination. In the 1930s the Civilian Conservation Corps built a dam, buildings, roads and trails. The visitor center sits on a lake overlooking Table Rock.
We appreciated the artwork there: an outside mural, a matching quilt over the fireplace, stained glass, and a fantastic painting behind the welcome desk that looked like a photograph of one of the cascading streams. (We wish we took a picture of it.) The ranger said they seasonally have an Artist in Residence.
We got some helpful hiking recommendations and checked out our plan on the topographical map.

We drove to the other side of the lakes to the trailhead. We hiked together at first – Barbara following the green 1.9mi Carrick Creek Trail, and Bill following the red Table Rock Trail which climbs up to the top of Table Rock. He also followed the rest of the green trail on the way back. We loved the sights and sounds as the first part of the trail follows a cascading stream.

Then Bill headed up to the summit of Table Rock. This 3.5mi trail (7 miles there and back) climbs about 2000ft in elevation. Bill chatted with some hikers along the way including a NJ woman who squeezed in the hike during a business trip in Charlotte. There were several overlooks near the top, all with spectacular views.
In the meantime, Barbara hiked the remainder of the Carrick Creek Trail, which included a connector trail and then another section that followed a cascading stream. Barbara found this trail delightful.
Though there were two challenges by stream crossings. One required a step longer than Barbara’s legs could reach and the other required scrambling over a large pile of logs that fell over the stream crossing.
Bill later followed the same trail. We both loved our day at Table Rock.