by sahcadmin | Mar 22, 2013 | Black Mountains, Land Protection and Landowner Stories
This lovely 63-acre cove is located in Madison County, on the ridgeline that is the border with Buncombe County. It lies near other properties that we have protected in a relatively unfragmented corridor between the Black Mountains and the Tennessee line. The tract is...
by sahcadmin | Feb 14, 2013 | Black Mountains, Land Protection and Landowner Stories
There is something invigorating about sunshine on early spring pastures in the mountains. With the sun shining brightly down, and the ridgelines of the Hickory Nut Gorge looming above, you might just feel inclined to twirl and sing a little “Sound of Music,” or plant...
by sahcadmin | Jan 24, 2013 | Black Mountains, Farmland Conservation, Land Protection and Landowner Stories
We love the tranquil drive through Fairview along the Drover’s Road Scenic Byway. At the crest of Hickory Nut Gap, the sight of Sherrill’s Inn overlooking this scenic route recalls the 1800s, when the Flying Cloud stagecoach carried mail and passengers...
by sahcadmin | Dec 20, 2012 | Black Mountains, Farmland Conservation, Land Protection and Landowner Stories
In early December, we closed on three adjoining projects in the lush Fairview valley, securing 28 acres of prime farming bottom land for agricultural use in the future. The parcels lie alongside the Drovers’ Road Scenic Byway, below a twisting ascent up the...
by sahcadmin | Aug 14, 2012 | Black Mountains, Land Protection and Landowner Stories
Conservation is a process – A step-at-a-time, often complicated process. Like a snowflake, each conservation project is truly unique. As we endeavor to fulfill our mission to secure the region’s most conservation-worthy tracts for future generations, we...
by sahcadmin | May 8, 2012 | Black Mountains, Land Protection and Landowner Stories
Narrative and photos courtesy of Tom Ward “As a child I first came to appreciate the natural beauty of the Blue Ridge Mountains on hikes up the family property with my Grandpa. My grandparents would often let me go out on my own and hike up Jim’s Branch turning...
