Autumn in Elkmont

A few weeks ago I took the boys to the Smokies for a long weekend and it was simple and blissful. It wasn’t a trip highlighted by outrageous adventures with stories we’ll be telling for years to come. It was a trip of relaxation, rejuvenation, exploring, and one subtlely wonderful moment followed by another.

We were treated to the crisp autumn air the Smokies have to offer this time of year. Cool nights, comfortable days, all in a shower of yellow leaves as the birch trees prepare for the coming winter. With that in mind, I thought I’d let the pictures do most of the talking instead of me since not all trips warrant a blow-by-blow account.

Around Camp at Elkmont…

Campsite along the stream at Elkmont.
Fred and George staying entertained on a rainy afternoon.
When the campground is all sorts of groovy, it can be tough to tear Fred and George away to explore other areas.
The boys found this particularly amusing.
Finally tried the legendary peanut butter cup s’more. That is a very tasty treat.

Up Tremont Road…

Walking up the Lynn Camp Prong trail in a shower of yellow leaves with Fred and George is just about as good as it gets.
It’s always important to take time to smell the flowers or, in this case, watch the millipede.
My little clowns showing the magnificence of the Smokies.
Fred and George getting a big dose of Vitamin N up the Lynn Camp Prong trail.
George assessing the water damage.

Clingman’s Dome

The Clingman’s Dome walk goes by quickly when you’re with your best bud…
Even the climb up to Clingman’s Dome can’t squash the goofy out of Fred and George.

Around the park…

Taking the time to play at Elkmont.
Roadschooling at its best… George learning about cove hardwood forests because he wants to.
Just one last stop on the way out of the park.

And now for your moment of green…

Sharing Cades Cove with Fred and George for the first time made for a happy mom, especially since they thought it was so cool.