|Annie Looking Over the Observatory Railing at Mount Mitchell|
|Pretty Fancy Survey Marker|
|The Obligatory Sign Shot|
|Looking North and Down on Mount Craig, Second Highest Peak in the East|
|The Mosses and Lichens are Natural Poetry|
|A Raven Kept Us Company at Mount Mitchell|
|Ravens are Notoriously Tame and Playful|
We didn't really think things through enough to realize that there's no good way off the Parkway at that point to get to food. Though as the crow flies, Burnsville is about 10 miles away, the Garmin was saying that it was an hour to either Burnsville or Black Mountain and that each would still be an hour from Asheville. So we decided just to drive the 45 minutes back down the Parkway to Asheville and eat lunch there.
About halfway back, coming down from the Craggy Gardens picnic area into lower elevations where the trees were starting to leaf out, Ann asked me about a flower she was seeing in the woods but which I couldn't see on the roadside. After a couple miles we managed to find a shoulder wide enough to park on close enough to a patch of these flowers. When we walked back and up into the woods a bit, we were staring open-mouthed at an entire hillside of geraniums and trilliums in full bloom. I don't know enough about trilliums to be confident in identifying these. These might all be Trillium grandiflorum as they are all growing together, but I couldn't say.
|Masses of Geraniums on the Roadsides|
|Rainbow Trout Sandwich with Fries|