March 28, 2012
Originally published October 15, 2003
The trees really haven't started to change colors yet where I live. The weather was chilly today, with a north breeze this morning. A few more days like this one and the leaves will change fast.
I'm hoping to see a lot of color at Blood Mountain.
I once hiked the Cuhutta Wilderness on the Jack's River Trail at the height of autumn. I've never seen anything more beautiful in my life. The woods were more spectacular than if someone with a case of day-glow paint had run crazy through there and sprayed every one of the trees. The colors! The beauty!
It was breathtaking to see.
I stopped several times on ridges just to look around and ABSORB the colors. I never felt more alive in my life.
I hope I don't miss the pretty leaves this year. Georgia says that she is coming up on Wednesday night, and she will hike with me. (Recondo 32 is too goddam decrepit and lazy to get off the couch and walk farther than the bathroom.) We're going to go see waterfalls. Maybe she'll climb Blood Mountain with me. Maybe we'll see the mountains in all their color.
Or maybe we'll sit around the cabin and do nothing. Who cares? I'm on vacation.
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