Ya'll all know I'm funnin' you about this whole Tarheel pride thing, right? Fact is that now in any gathering of folks, work or play, it's hard to find a native (both sides of my family were in NC before the Civil War, longer on my father's side), much less a true native from the Cherokee or Lumbee Indian tribes.
Winding through confusing but beautiful back country roads like those on Brushy Mountain used to be the norm but now are the exception, and these days "Southern hospitality" is marketed as a commodity I barely recognize.
As for shotguns, ain't much left to shoot but them gall-durned deer!