Apollo Creed Travels

Apollo Creed loves the mountains. One of the lesser-traveled, lower traffic hotspots though has to be the Coleman Boundary, out near Burnsville, NC. For some reason, this awesome part of Pisgah National Forest is often passed up for places like Brevard and Panthertown and places like that.

Douglas Falls is a pretty neat little waterfall that’s perfect for family hikes. Apollo gives Douglas Falls his stamp of approval for bringing along whiny family members.

Creed speaks to the gods. Gods love Apollo.

Apollo was jonesing for some cold refreshing mountain creeks around Brevard, NC. We hit up our favorite lil’ swimhole, and then on the way back, hit up Hooker Falls just up the road in Dupont State Forest.

Apollo overlooks his favorite swimming hole on the Davidson River, in Pisgah National Forest.

Apollo needed a break from the daily grind. He heard that ridiculously expensive new highway 26 to Johnson City was really freaking pretty.

Downtown Johnson City welcomes Apollo.

Apollo just found out today that Paul Gleason had died some time back. You may better know him as Executive Police Chief Duane T. Robinson from Die Hard, he was the real dickhead giving Carl Winslow a real hard time. You’ve probably also remember him from The Breakfast Club and Trading Places Apollo thinks Paul Gleason was a damn good actor and is underrated.

Apollo salutes Paul Gleason, 'Executive Police Chief Duane T. Robinson'.

From Wiki:

Gleason died on May 27, 2006 at a Burbank, California hospital from mesothelioma, a form of lung cancer connected with asbestos, which he is thought to have contracted on building sites while working for his father as a teenager. He was 67 years old.

Apollo fuckin loves flying. Apollo didn’t get enough the first time around, so he takes to the skies once again.

Incase you missed Friday night at Bele Chere, be sure to scope this shit out too. Saturday was way more fun. Way more drunks, way more beer, way more skin, way more women. Apollo had a great time and got really hammered scamming the Bele Chere wristband/beer thing.

Before heading off to Bele Chere, Apollo wanted to get good and liquored up with Don Chere at Mac Kell's Pub & Grill.

Apollo really wanted to fly. Higher than an eagle in fact. The only reason he is flying on the road at about the same distance as the height of a car is because he thought it would be cooler that way. Nobody wants to see just a bunch of dots and shit on the ground.

Apollo has been waiting for Bele Chere for a long ass time now. He especially loved the baptist or whatever church charging $10 for parking, donating their proceeds to charity for an event that goes against most of what they believe in.

UPDATE: Apollo also heads to Bele Chere again on Saturday, check it out here.

Apollo at the amazingly dead Bele Chere Festival.

Apollo loves country roads. He really fuckin loves John Denver’s Take Me Home Country Roads, because it came out the same year Apollo played his last game of professional football. Very sentimental.