Walking through the Great Smoky Mountains, I was astonished at the clarity of the water… Until I remembered that I was wearing polarized sunglasses that eliminated most of the surface light reflection.
Tennessee posts have previously been the domain of my Decaseconds co-author, but a recent visit to see him in Johnson City meant that I was able to photograph some of his regular haunts for myself. Our hike to Laurel Falls in the Great Smoky Mountains revealed some pretty spectacular natural settings.
It’s hard to adequately describe the view from the tops of the balds of Grassy Ridge. This particular vantage is from Jane Bald. While hiking along here it is immediately clear why people would want to hike the Appalachian trail.
Spring is in the air in the Smokies and the rivers are flowing.
I was amazed at how long I could follow this Blue Heron (I believe?) as it waded through a creek in a park near Kingsport, TN.
Summer on the east coast is a lot different from summer on the west coast. While traveling through the tri-cities area of Tennessee I was floored by how verdant the landscape was at a time of year that the west coast is generally a virtual desert.