On the drive down from Dolly Sods we were arrested by a beautiful long white cloud of mist, resting in the trees.
From the top of the Dolly Sods at sunrise the mountains are soft and curved. They look as if the were pushed together by hands to form accordion pleats.
Look for the shilouette of a bear in the left of the picture. He lends his name to the all the rocks up here, Bear Rocks.
