On Sunday, we went on a bus tour. The first stop was at Clingman's dome. Once to the parking area, you could hike a trail through the thin air to the top of the mountain and then up an obsevation tower to what is the highest point in the Smoky Mountains. The view was very pretty. A low, heavy cloud cover limited the distance we could see but made everything look misty and mystical.
( I am not sure why this is underlining everything--Oh well!)
My Brother Warren, eating his lunch along the way.