For me, a favorite part of any camping trip is hiking. This trip was no different.Our trip to Black Rock was on a pleasant sun-lit afternoon.
Betty was suffering with a cold or allergy, but agreed to go.
The path was strewn with wildflowers, white
pink,
yellow,
and if you look closely, even a skunk!
Our path was actually three different trails. one up, one across and one down.
Betty was suffering with a cold or allergy, but agreed to go.
The path was strewn with wildflowers, white
pink,
yellow,
and if you look closely, even a skunk!
Our path was actually three different trails. one up, one across and one down.The trail across was the Appalachian Trail, marked with a white blaze.
Close up of a blaze.
The top of the ridge was a tumble of black rock.
The path even cut through some!
Close up of a blaze.
The top of the ridge was a tumble of black rock.
The path even cut through some!
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