Well 800+ miles later I’m back home, always with heartfelt gratitude to my ever-vigilant guardian angels, as I wade through rivers, climb and wander along trails, usually alone and usually without a cell signal.  I am particularly grateful that I have repeatedly survived driving the I-26, especially through the Columbia portion, but that diatribe is for another time.  For the record, I believe that there will still be great color to be seen next weekend between elevations 2,000-3,000ft.
Portion of US 276 near the Cradle of Forestry
US 276 near the Blue Ridge Parkway
The Davidson River near Brevard
Rural Brevard
One of the trails in the Caesar’s Head State Park
Campbell’s Covered Bridge, Landrum