The views along this route are beautiful.
The forest floor was covered in wildflowers. The sky was so blue. Here are just a few more moments captured in time.
I know mountains like these…the mountains of the east. They are older than the Rockies or the Cascades but in some ways no less wild.
Maybe growing up in the middle of the Adirondacks gave me an appreciation for these forested slopes. Or maybe not, maybe they are something everyone appreciates. After all, the Great Smokey Mountain National Park is the most visited National Park of them all.