I watched as the sun slowly climbed over Pisgah National Forest. The beacon of golden light transformed this frozen mountain into a crystal palace. Coming to my senses, I stumbled with excitement to capture the Smoky Mountain masterpiece. Deep blues and vibrant purples smeared the snow encased ledge. A deep streak of orange burned across the horizon. Some combination of words escaped my mouth but I’m can’t recall quite what they were…I was at a loss.
Attempting to come straight back to the lodge, I couldn’t help but explore the untouched path up to Cliff Tops. Happy as a pig in mud, I eventually found my way back home...for now.
"Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise."