I find it difficult to accept that the original mountain men named this protuberance along Route 215 near Rosman "Gator Rock", for I cannot for the life of me see where the rock resembles an alligator, and besides, who ever saw an alligator in western North Carolina.????
I would have called it Plott Hound Rock, or Dinosaur Rock or Eagle Head Rock.
The more I look at it the more I see a laughing eagle.
He's probably laughing at the folks who named him Gator.
Anyway, it certainly was pretty last weekend riding through that tunnel of color into town. It's a great year for fall foliage.
Fly fishing was tough. Just one brown. Did snow some Tuesday morning.