I arrived at the gates of Cades Cove before sunrise and joined the line that had already begun to form. I wasn't complaining; there were only about 10 cars ahead of me and last weekend a friend was here and there were 80 cars ahead of him. Later I headed to the Roaring Fork Motor Trail near Gatlinburg and it was a riot of color. The towns of Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge are just awful, congested tourist traps. It took me forever to find my way out of them. Townsend by contrast is just a normal country town. It has everything you need and it is very conveniently located to Cades Cove. Sparks Lane, Cades Cove
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
I always try to get up to the mountains sometime during fall, and it's not easy trying to schedule a trip around a time when the color is expected to peak.Last weekend was the peak fall season for the Cades Cove area, but there is still some nice color around, and seriously, there is no bad time to visit. I did a brief survey this afternoon and one thing is for sure, there are still a lot of tourists in the area. Hopefully most of them won't be up and about as early as I plan to be. Looking forward to four days of wandering without any time and place restrictions.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Every fall I just can't wait to get to the mountains and witness the wonder of the changing seasons. This weekend I will be photographing Lindsey and Robbie's wedding on Saturday evening, and Sunday morning I will hit the highway, headed for the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. I see that cold weather is forecast to move in, but I'm hoping there will still be pockets of color to photograph. It doesn't matter, there isn't a bad time to be in the Smokies. In the meantime, here is one of my favorite images of Dan and Ashley from last weekend.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Last week I went to church wearing two completely different shoes. I grabbed what I thought was a pair of sandals from my shoe shelf, strapped them on (yes, they were not slip-ons, so you’d have thought I might have noticed something awry at this point) and off I went. When I got out the car, my feet felt a little funny, like one was cooler than the other, and also that one leg was a little shorter than the other, but the thought didn’t go any further. As I was standing in line for a cup of coffee, the feeling struck me again, so I glanced down and started laughing. There was nothing to do at this point but keep wearing them, since probably more people would have noticed bare feet in church than would have noticed the mismatched pair, but of course Leigh, Josh and my friends got a generous dose of merriment at my expense.
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