The Wonders of Nature
One beautiful Saturday morning in May, my family and I woke up at the crack of dawn to embark on our journey to Cades Cove in Sevierville, Tennessee. Little did we know what an adventure we woulde have.
We got to Cades Cove in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park around 9:00 in the morning. Before we started around the eleven mile loop, we put a couple of dollars in the donation box to do our part in helping to maintain the park. We crept slowly forward in our 1985 Caprice Estate wagon. Not five minutes into the loop, we saw five deer grazing in a field. Total, we ended up seeing about twenty five deer. We saw a couple of bucks with towering, razor sharp antlers, several doe flicking their white tails, and a few babies with cute little white spots scattered over their backs.
About halfway through, we came upon a long line of cars ahead of us. Of course we knew that there was some creature of interest that had stopped everyone in their tracks. Finally, we caught a glimpse of the animal. It was a fox with a beautiful auburn coat and white ears about to cross the road ahead. The fox darted across the road and seemed to float like a butterfly over the fence. He topped a hill and just stopped to simply stare at the path that he had just wandered over. We were so mesmerized by his beauty and grace that we remained stopped for longer than we intended.
Still, we ventured further into the park. As we rounded a curve and came upon a tree-covered hillside, I happened to glance up the hill. To my amazement, I gazed upon a mother black bear leading her two babies. Quickly I shouted and grabbed my Kodak to snap a few pictures before they disappeared. We proceeded to finish the loop, left the park, and headed up the mountain to Clingman’s Dome. On the way there, we passed a small section of land protruding out into the river. As if we had not seen enough animals already, standing on that piece of land catching fish was two more black bears. At the precise moment my dad slammed the car in park in a pulloff spot, my mom and my husband jumped out and raced down the road, cameras in hand. They ended up running half a mile back to where we had seen the bears just to come upon a vacant river. The bears had already eaten and left. Heads down, my mom and husband returned to the car.
We drove for two hours to finally reach Clingman’s Dome. It was a half mile uphill to the top. I was in my last month of pregnancy, yet I made it. When we got to the top, the temperature change was drastic. The wind made it feel about 40 degrees. From the top, it felt like I could see for a thousand miles. The sunset made the sky the most beautiful shades of purples and pinks. I imagine that is what it would feel like to be on top of the world.
As bad as we all hated to, my family and I descended back down to the car to start the two hour trip back home. I know that without my family, this trip would not have been as much fun. We all had a wonderful adventure and I would do it again in the flick of a deers’ white tail.
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