Today...at long last...I finally got to take my baby to Roan Mountain. The summit of Round Bald, to be exact. Holy ground for me...the place where I feel closest to God on this earth.
Ever since I set foot on this place last year, my one desire has been to bring Alan to share this incredible place, and it seems as though we've been thwarted at every turn, ever since he got home. This morning, we finally got the chance to go.
We left early in the morning, complete with full travel mugs and a thermos full of fresh brewed coffee. The air was chill and there was a stiff breeze, but there was not a cloud in the sky, and we bundled up well before heading out.
Although there were quite a few cars in the parking lot, the place was fairly deserted, and we saw no other hikers on our way to the summit. Once up there, though, we did notice a couple who were striking their tent not far from my Rock Circle, and although we had to share the space briefly, they soon left us to our peace. And peace it was....there is nothing like standing at the summit of the world to appreciate the gift our creator has given us.
After a long while, spent sharing with each other, and just being in awe of the place, we headed down through the 
woods, exploring as we went. There are several places where we ventured off the beaten path, and found wonderful places to just 
simply be. One of those places was a grove of old oaks, still stripped of greenery from the winter, one of which had a low branch that grew out horizontally from the ground within an easy climb. We promptly made use of this natural bench, and sat for another long while, enjoying the remnants of our coffee and absorbing the total quiet and the magnificent view, safe in our cocoon of solitude, knowing that we would not be disturbed. It was bliss.
woods, exploring as we went. There are several places where we ventured off the beaten path, and found wonderful places to just 
simply be. One of those places was a grove of old oaks, still stripped of greenery from the winter, one of which had a low branch that grew out horizontally from the ground within an easy climb. We promptly made use of this natural bench, and sat for another long while, enjoying the remnants of our coffee and absorbing the total quiet and the magnificent view, safe in our cocoon of solitude, knowing that we would not be disturbed. It was bliss.
All in all, we had an absolutely perfect morning, one which I'm sure will often be repeated in the coming years...which suits me to a T. I can't think of a more perfect place to spend time recapturing my sanity from the hectic weeks I spend at the office....and more importantly, reconnecting with my other half.
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