On top of ol' Smokey...
Well, not really, this is on top of ol' Grandfather Mountain. 'Twas a lovely day, cool and sunny. I crossed the "mile high swinging bridge" which had scared me on my last visit, at age 12. Rob ran right across. It was crowded there at the very top of the mountain, which was nerve-wracking, because kids, there isn't much room to walk around up there. Don't want anyone getting pushy.
We hiked quite a bit on the various trails and Rob seemed to be in the best shape of us all! We are not as close to a sharp dropoff as the pics imply, but it was impressive all the same. Now every time we head upt to our cabin Rob says, "That's Grandfather Mountain!"
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