We went up into the Appalachian mountains with our buddy Patrick and some friends for a long weekend. It was a great time. As much as we love boating, the change of scene was a welcome one. The campfires, cold air, trees and changing leaves reminded me of home.
The photographs below are a chronicle of our high altitude adventures:
Way down yonder on the....
Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me!
They don't call them the smoky mountains for nothing
I don't recall what this place was called, but it was cool:
On the plate is a "southern chili dog" A hotdog in a bun, buried in chili, topped with cheese, oyster crackers, ketchup and mustard. Eat it with a fork and spoon.
The view from the porch:She thinks my tractors sexy.
LeeAnn and Patrick... you can clearly see, are holding up the waterfall.
Funny looking birds in the last picture.
Nice portrait of you an LeeAnn in front of the waterfall. I want a framed copy!ReplyDelete
I like it too!!ReplyDelete