I was fortunate enough to be invited up to Grandfather Mountain the other morning with the hopes of capturing the previous evening's snowfall clinging to trees. However, high winds knocked the snow off the trees so my preconceived notions were left unfulfilled. Still, I was on top of Grandfather Mountain and hello, how awesome it that? The road was ice covered but my Jeep's wheels didn't slip as it chugged up the steep winding road. Just before Forrest Gump curve I thought it wise to park in the picnic area and test the condition of the road with my feet before climbing any higher in elevation. As I got out of the car, my feet slipped and just about that time I looked up to see a pick-up truck filled with construction workers sliding backward. I've never seen folks bail out of a vehicle faster. The truck stopped on its own. Both the vehicle and the dudes were fine. They were so relieved to see me.
"Hey, you must have 4-wheel drive," said one of the fellows.
Just then, I noticed a tiny sliver of sun rising on the horizon.
I waved them over. "Come check this out," I said.
We perched on a boulder, bundled up in our coats to shield from the wind, and looked eastward for a few minutes of bliss.
So that is how me and 3 guys from South Carolina welcomed in our Tuesday.
