I have a whole lot more to say about both of these, but for now, just know that some major introspection and dare we say, insight has been born from my days in these mountains.
Thankfully, Wednesday dawned bright, sunny and much cooler. I was itching to get back on a trail and that is exactly what I did. Hiking solo, I once again had my sights set on Gooseberry Knob, a place Becca and I visited at the END of our hike last week and one of my favorite places on this side of the park. It was the perfect day and a spectacular ending to my week in Maggie Valley. Tomorrow, I will make my way back across the mountain to the Tennessee side and if the weather prognosticators know what they're talking about, we've got an amazing span of autumn like days coming up. It's predicted to be a spectacular season.