Not quite a year ago I was having trouble putting the finishing touches on a novel. The book was giving me fits. I'd been working on this particular story for many years, but had finally buckled down to turn it into a novel some months before. But the last third of the book was tying me in knots. So I took a few days off from work, hooked the Casita to my truck, and headed up to the Mortimer Campground in the Pisgah National Forest for several days of relaxation, quiet, and inspiration from the wilderness.
It worked. I wrote like a demon for most of the time I was there (when I wasn't hiking). I didn't quite finish the book while I was in the woods, but I put a wonderful amount of work into it and was able to complete the novel within a week or so after returning. The trip really recharged my imagination and made me feel a lot better, despite having fallen and hurt myself and losing my camera on a waterfall!
At any rate, here were some of the sights that inspired me in early June of 2009:
View from Darkside Cliffs. That's Grandfather Mountain in the middle on the horizon.
Mountain laurel. Arguably the prettiest wild flower in the southern Appalachians.
After almost three solid years of drought, Wilson Creek was up and full again, allowing kayakers to brave the reborn whitewater. I like this photo a lot, but most people don't seem to care for it. Not sure why. I think I did a good job on this one.
Nice waterfall on Thorpe Creek just as I was getting ready to head back to civilization. (I didn't want to go back, except to get Carole and bring her to see this place, which we did about two weeks later, returning for another camp out with the Casita.)