Once we were settled into our new surroundings, it was time to get out and explore. First stop...the Great Smoky Mountains.
After getting off to a rough start and going a half an hour out of the way, Left Brain took the map away from me (always a smart choice) and turned us around to go the right way. I think it's sweet that after thirty years together, he still believes I might actually learn to read a map someday.
It was a pretty day for our drive and our first major city to see was Pigeon Forge. This appeared to be a case of Branson meets Wisconsin Dells. Nice stuff, fun area for kids and the like, but too commercial for our tastes, so we continued on through.
It was a pleasant trek up the mountain, even with the construction going on. We went through several tunnels on the way.
The colors are just starting to turn and I can imagine by mid October they will be luscious.
The view at the top was sweet, with the majesty of the mountains and the cloud formations surrounding them.
Long Live the Queen