Our day began next to a curiously brown lake in the Asheville KOA. It was not too curiously brown for children to be paddleboating in it and such, but it was still curiously brown. We headed back into Asheville with a gallery walk map Theresa secured yesterday and proceeded to walk. Asheville's downtown is a nice little walkable, tourist friendly, grid and we hoofed it up and down avenues in the 90 degree heat until we were all arted out. Or at least until Brian was all arted out. We retreated to the brew pub that had served us dinner the night before for a little lunch, and Brian stayed behind to work on web pages while Theresa hit a few more galleries. Brian and Theresa both give Asheville a hearty thumbs up and recommend it on your next visit to North Carolina.Late in the afternoon we jumped back on the Blue Ridge Parkway, or as those of us in the know call it "the Parkway", and tooled northward toward Virginia. Not making much headway due to our slackerly tourist behavior, we called it a night at the Julian Price Memorial Park Campground.