Labor Day weekend found me in the rolling Appalachian mountains of West Virginia. It was a showery weekend, making for very humid hiking, but making for a moody, misty atmosphere that felt like that state at its most iconic. On Sunday’s hike, my friend did the splits involuntarily while crossing a very slippery stream and displaced their hip. We debated putting them down right there, but they gamely made it back to the car, saving everyone from the awkwardness of a forest murder.
It was not the most photo intensive trip, but I came away with a clutch of shots that I thought decently captured the feel of a damp late summer in the hills. When we first arrived Saturday morning it was still sunny, and I got this pic of Blackwater Falls.
Later that afternoon went to the Dolly Sods Wilderness, the highest plateau in the country east of the Mississippi. Do with that info what you will. We had to cut our outdoor activities short, however, because of a fantastic storm that can be seen rolling in on the horizon in the shot below.
On Sunday we returned to Dolly Sods for that ill-fated hike, passing this farmstead on the way in the early morning mist.
The last few shots are all from that excursion, save for the last one which was on the drive back to our airbnb, when the sun started to break through again.
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That’s some peak Thomas Kinkade style sappy bullshit right there. Still pretty, though. Anywho, thanks for stopping by!
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