A North Carolina mountain treasure!
Built in 1908 to serve the east’s highest railway station, the Balsam Mountain Inn, just off the Blue Ridge Parkway, now welcomes travelers with fifty cheerful rooms, broad, 100-foot porches, a large library and delicious dining.
Come rest, read ramble and romp in our mountains!
We serve breakfast and dinner each day and Sunday lunch, all by reservation, and we host private celebrations, meetings and meals.
Call 828.456.9498 for seating times and more information.
The inn hosts regular Songwriters in the Round performances, special holiday dining celebrations and a year-around Art in the Mountains showcase.
Call 828.456.9498 to learn more.
Originally a 100-room grand railroad hotel, our inn, restored in 1990, now offers 50 rooms and suites.
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The Balsam Mountain Inn has won TripAdvisor’s Certificate of Excellence Award for three straight years.
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Our location: Near the heart of the Smokies and just off the Blue Ridge Parkway
- The inn’s location at a glance
- We are in the village of Balsam, one-half-mile off of the Blue Ridge Parkway at Balsam Gap, milepost 443, where the Parkway crosses the Great Smoky Mountain Expressway.
- Balsam is halfway between Waynesville and Sylva – about ten minutes from each – and 20 minutes from Cullowhee and Western Carolina University.
- We are 25 minutes south of the Cherokee entrance to the Great Smoky Mountain National Park, and 25 minutes from the Cataloochee entrance to the Great Smoky Mountain National Park.
Balsam Mountain Inn in the Media
“… the Balsam Mountain Inn is far from the bright lights of any big cities. But here, at this stately railroad hotel, you’ll find something the city can’t provide: quiet.
Not silence — quiet. In this 100-year-old wood structure, you hear squeaking floorboards, closing doors and transoms, and murmuring voices next door. But here’s what you don’t hear: telephones. Televisions. Alarm clocks. The white noise of modern life has no place at the Balsam.
Instead, you get older rhythms. The ones you can’t download. Wind on the Blue Ridge slopes. Boasting frogs. And, tonight, the sounds of three veteran songwriters seated in the middle of a packed dining hall, singing their life stories.”Django Haskins