Bingo!
Very impressive ... especially for a Yankee.
That was at "Nose-end Rock" on U.S. 221 south of Blowing Rock near, as you note, Linville.
I like the BRP. Lots. But, as it seems you already well know, that section of U.S. 221 (among others) is way more "interesting" than the BRP.
I was once stooopid enough to get into a "I'm faster" event -- that has a "nose-end" twist -- with a local near that rock.
This was about 15 years ago.
The other "contestant" was a newish Toyota pickup driven by a comely young lass who had likely driven that section of blacktop all her life. I was on my Ballabio. The road was wet. She was also no stranger to testosteronic males -- even of the rather senior type as I was and am. But, with my ATGATT and red machine, all she knew was that I was of the moto persuasion and needed humbling. She almost succeeded.
We were both probably wishing we could call it a draw as nothig good was going to come of this when she lost control, did a 180 and more in the roadway, and came to a sliding halt on the wrong side of the road. Happily, no traffic either way during this whole theater of madness. I stopped a few feet from her in my lane. No ABS on that V11, so it was a near thing in that, too.
We just stared at each other. Then, in that wonderfully winsome way women can have when it pleases them, she grinned, blew me a kiss, and just drove off in the opposite direction.
I'll never forget that. I hope she has had a wonderful (and safe) life since.
Bill