Our next task was to get to the highest point in the mountains. To get there, we would have to drive some twenty miles through winding roads, and at some point, cross state lines to North Carolina and back to again to Tennessee. On the way, we stopped at a few ledges where we could get out and take some photos of the picturesque mountains and their namesake smoky haze.
After about forty minutes or so of driving, we finally arrived at Clingman's Dome, the highest point in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Unfortunately for us, we weren't quite there yet. The parking lot was about half a mile from the observation deck. We thought to ourselves, "Half a mile ain't so bad! We just got done with more than five miles!" Little did we know that this would be one of the toughest damn half miles we'd ever faced. Maybe it was because of the thin air - after all, we were at about 6500 feet in elevation, and we were from Florida. Or, maybe it was because of the steep grade of the paved walk.
Most likely, however, it was because we were still pretty damn tired from our previous hike! Fortunately, Cherry found a stick to help her get up to the top!
At long last, however, we made it to the top, marked by this spiraling observation deck.
From this point, you can get over 100 miles of visibility and it's said that you can see 7 states. However, on that particular day, we had no such luck. We were virtually blanketed by that same famous smoky haze and at certain points had probably little more than 100 feet of visibility!
After hanging out for a bit at the top, we quickly went back down the mountain in hopes of getting down before it got too dark - those mountain roads are probably pretty scary without any lights or reflectors to guide you! But, our adventure wasn't over yet! We had to eat dinner yet! That night, we asked the hotel clerk for a restaurant recommendation, and he pointed us in the direction of The Peddler in downtown Gatlinburg. This interesting restaurant's main feature was the way customers selected their steaks. Their steak masters would come out and bring you the actual, raw cuts of meat for you to inspect and select, then cook it for you while you gouged yourself on the all-you-can-eat salad bar and some wonderful dinner rolls. Also particularly pleasant was its reasonable price! For about 30 bucks, Cherry and I shared an 8-ounce ribeye, a fresh caught trout, the aforementioned all-you-can-eat salad bar and dinner rolls!
Finally, after the long day of hiking and eating, we retired to the hotel. But there was one more interesting thing to view! Going to the room, I grabbed the bottle of water I was drinking out of when we were coming down from the mountain. You can imagine my surprise when I saw that the bottle had been crushed into this:
Apparently, since the bottle was open when I took my sips of water at 6000 feet, the thin mountain air displaced the water that I drank and got trapped in the bottle when I put the lid back on. Then, when we came down from the mountain, the thin air condensed, collapsing the bottle! Incredible!
Tune in next time to see our tour of the famous Smoky Mountain community, Cades Cove!










