High Country Real Estate

Dumb luck today, after our ASU tour, I hung a louie onto Cherry Street in Boone and whoa, it kept going up and up and up and up, to Howard Knob Park, the highest knoll overlooking Boone. Sadly for us, no view was possible, the cloud cover too low and heavy for anything distant, or near.


On the way down, we snapped pix of as many houses as we could without looking like we were scoping out the place for a return looting. Houses run the gamut from small cabins to large homes with multi-million dollar views and price tags.

The houses on this side of the road have the killer views over Boone.



These were farther down the mountain, closer to town.

This one has such potential – the house next door was bought and completely redone.


This family is busy fixing up.


Lots of stone houses, since the stone is right from here. Loved this place.


The ugliest house with the winningest view goes to 530 Howard Knob Road. No words for what the homeowner was going for in the design – a stone church perhaps?


A house I only saw a glimpse of coming down and couldn’t stop to photo is this, whose sad story I found online. The Creepy Black house as the local paper calls it.

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We were all over the map today, from Banner Elk to Linville to Grandfather Mountain. Banner Elk was BY FAR the prettiest town and there are a heck of a lot of gorgeous homes for sale there, this one in particular I could do. But heavens, Banner Elk is a good 35-40 minutes from BOONE, and if getting to Boone is hard, getting to Banner Elk, well impossible.

Obviously, the realtor knows we aren’t the only ones who might feel getting to Banner Elk is a problem. The house above comes with its own helicopter pad. Now all we need it a helicopter and we’d be good to go.

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Hustling bustling Banner Elk.

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2 thoughts on “High Country Real Estate

  1. Husband, son (when he was 3 to 5) and I used to rendezvous with his parents in Banner Elk. We’d rent furnished ski (!) condos for the week. I remember a lot of outlet shopping, presumably in Boone. If you see numerous cars with Florida plates, hear retirees with Brooklyn accents, and find your outlet shopping experience akin to an Allen Sherman song — “heres’s a size 8 I can fix … gotta let it out to a 46!” — you’re not hallucinating. Boone area was (is?) a huge draw for South Florida residents in the summer who enjoy the arts programming at Appalachian State as well as the mountains. My deceased mother-in-law is there with you in spirit.

    If you ever imagine going there with grandchildren, check out The Tweetsie Railroad on this visit (assuming it’s still around).

    1. No way!! We seem to be here in an off season – summer is over, winter not here, nor real foliage. Some Florida plates leftover, as you said retirees, but mostly locals for now, probably the only time THEY get to enjoy their towns. Did see lots of outlets for shopping but I’m not a shopper at all so they held no interest to me. Did see a sign for the Tweetsie Railroad, but I think if two seniors got aboard without grandchildren, we could be arrested. 🙂 The late parents of my Iowa friends summered in Seven Devils, on the way to Banner Elk. Seems lots of people know this area well.

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