Lewis Falls Trail
Foggy morning,
Jacket cool,
Scrambling up Blackrock Summit,
The mountain depths are little but a misty tease.
The Appalachian Trail segment, just below the overlook, still suprises me in its narrow twist through the trees.
It’s quiet and deserted today. The lodge was full of hikers last night. I would have thought the lightly drizzly cool air was perfect hiking weather, but what do I know? Maybe they left earlier, it’s just past 7 am. Maybe they know something I don’t about the expected weather for the rest of the day.
A deer clips by me, with casual indifference. I think there are two, but maybe it’s just an echo in the stillness. I only ever see the one.
Lewis trail leaves the AT and begins a rocky descent. The sun begins to warm the air and clear the fog, opening the mountain views between the trees.
Lewis Falls twists and tumbles over and around dozens of boulders just off the edge of the trail.
A small access loop curves over the source stream to an old stone overlook of the streams gushing down the mountainside.
The trail twists back up the mountain now, sometimes muddy, sometimes with boulders to climb, but never terribly steep.
The final mists clear and the sun shines brightly, as the trail winds back to the lodge and I finally pass a couple of AT hikers.
Rambling ... 