Friday, February 12, 2010
The next portion of the trail was a rock lover's wonderland. Huge boulders defying gravity while sending imaginations into overtime. In particular, there was a tall, stacked formation laced with verdant green moss that was inaccessible from the trail, but seemed to draw attention, as if, it held a secret we were meant to explore. On occasion, we passed under frozen icicles and grapevine's encased in ice. Every now and then, we would hear a distinctive snap and an icicle would fall to the ground. We passed a bridge with a gushing waterfall coming down the mountain. At Indian Rock House, the guys jumped in and built a warm fire which we all enjoyed. Che treated the group to smore's! Arlene proved to have the best toasting marshmallow skill. :-)
It was a short but very sweet hike! Every one of the trails around the Tennessee Gorge have been spectacular. The Trail Chronicler can't wait for the next hike on the Cumberland.