|The birthday trip was over 320 miles, and I drove the whole route. Nerve-wracking for Grace and Becky, I suppose.|
Ah, Black Rock Mountain, with its breathtaking vistas from the parking lot.
|Great photo ops!|
|Bright blossoms bring color to the scenery.|
|Now to actually hike.|
|The morning sun didn't scorch us. Here it tends to be 20 degrees cooler than Central Georgia.|
|"The light at the end of the tunnel is simply not all it's cracked up to be. I'm leaving."|
|The information we were given doesn't seem to be correct as to how to get to |
|Finally heading down to the car to find the lake.|
|The quaint church up near the dam.|
|Thunder rolled across the mountains, warning us not to go on the trail around the lake and risk getting our cameras wet.|
"The paparazzi follows me EVERYwhere. The price of beauty, I suppose."