Anyone who is visiting, or lives in this area full time, knows that these Western North Carolina mountains are teeming with woods. Ah, greenness abounds!
Summertime is upon us, with nice cool nights, some afternoon showers, and humidity that varies from 60 to 90 percent. Fog is often what I first see in the mornings before that good old sunshine showers my eastern windows.
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| A mountain road with the sights delineated for travelers |
So though there are woods in any direction you might jump, I'll share more of the latest of my day trips with you now.
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| Joyce Kilmer - Slickrock Wilderness, Nantahala National Forest |
Up close and more personal. The little things you see along a walk. And I have a trusty camera that didn't run out of battery power for the whole first half of the walk. And the second half I was so tired already I didn't feel like taking a single picture anyway, almost.
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| One of the streams which you fortunately get a bridge across |
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| Interesting how the whole first half of the lower loop has been rubbed out...it's not that hard to find! |
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| The trail is well marked, maintained, and has steps added to keep erosion under control |
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| All the felled trees had already died, Hemlocks with an insect that has killed most of them in the forests in this area, and perhaps some chestnuts which died back in the 1920s from Chestnut blight.. |
With the death of the hemlocks, there is more sunlight filtering to the floor of the woods, so new growth is happening. The leaves closest to me were Poplars, the children of the biggest trees in this woods already. Tim remembers walking these trails about 20 years ago, and they were very dark indeed with all the hemlocks.
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One of the few examples of wildlife we saw...a few dogs were walking the path as well (on leashes) ahead of us
Today's Poem:
The Fog
by Carl Sandburg
THE fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
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