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.
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!
The walk began quite leasurely, however the going got rough because there had been a lot of rain in the past few days, so the path was slippery in places and rocks and trees had been washed onto the path.
"A Green Cathedral "
Mountain Laural dotted the trail
mushrooms
Rhododendrun
When we reached the falls, there was a lovely platform with benches in front of the falls.
Crabtree Falls
Because of the recent rains, the falls were fuller than even the postcard pictures I had seen.
