Saturday was a perfect day - cool weather, sunshine, slight breeze, clear blue sky, a trail to hike, a mountain to climb, breathtaking vistas, a little history, a backpack picnic with a view, a little rock climbing, a drive through the curvy mountain roads, good company, good times.
What is your definition of a perfect day?
When you have worn out your shoes, the strength of the shoe leather has passed into the fiber of your body. I measure your health by the number of shoes and hats and clothes you have worn out. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
~photos 7 November 2009 hiking on the AT up Blood Mountain
