<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699</id><updated>2008-05-14T20:59:39.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Appalachian Treks</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>457</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-2617346125211752849</id><published>2008-05-14T00:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T05:36:43.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carter County-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black and White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Hole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waterfalls-TN'/><title type='text'>How can I keep from singing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCq93ku7KwI/AAAAAAAAQo4/_WHVKF8rK20/s1600-h/Blue+Hole+Black+and+White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200177482203605762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCq93ku7KwI/AAAAAAAAQo4/_WHVKF8rK20/s400/Blue+Hole+Black+and+White.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCpHZ0u7KvI/AAAAAAAAQos/EnSiCAabDLU/s1600-h/Blue+Hole+Black+and+White.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life flows on in endless song;&lt;br /&gt;Above earth’s lamentation&lt;br /&gt;I hear the sweet though far off hymn&lt;br /&gt;That hails a new creation:&lt;br /&gt;Through all the tumult and the strife&lt;br /&gt;I hear the music ringing;&lt;br /&gt;It finds an echo in my soul—&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What though my joys and comforts die?&lt;br /&gt;The Lord my Savior &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;liveth&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;What though the darkness gather round!&lt;br /&gt;Songs in the night He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;giveth&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;No storm can shake my inmost calm&lt;br /&gt;While to that refuge clinging;&lt;br /&gt;Since Christ is Lord of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heav&lt;/span&gt;’n and earth,&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift mine eyes; the cloud grows thin;&lt;br /&gt;I see the blue above it;&lt;br /&gt;And day by day this pathway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;smoothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since first I learned to love it:&lt;br /&gt;The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,&lt;br /&gt;A fountain ever springing:&lt;br /&gt;All things are mine since I am His—&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from singing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lowry&lt;/span&gt; (1826-1899) Baptist minister and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hymnist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hymn is gained popularity through the recordings of Pete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Seeger&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Enya&lt;/span&gt;, and most recently Bruce Springsteen. Most recordings follow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Seeger's&lt;/span&gt; reworking of the lyrics, which removed the Christian references. The lyrics above are the original version, penned by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lowry&lt;/span&gt; in 1860. Click &lt;a href="http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/h/c/hcaikeep.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit a neat website (if you like old hymns) called "The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cyber&lt;/span&gt; Hymnal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waterfall above is one of the most visited in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tri&lt;/span&gt;-Cities area --the Blue Hole is a series of four small waterfalls (totaling a drop of 45 feet) outside of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Elizabethton&lt;/span&gt;, TN. Click &lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/search/label/Blue%20Hole"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see my previous posts and to get directions. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-can-i-keep-from-singing.html' title='How can I keep from singing?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=2617346125211752849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/2617346125211752849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/2617346125211752849'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/2617346125211752849'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-9147821696706406054</id><published>2008-05-13T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:01:01.445-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reptiles and Amphibians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Eastern Box Turtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCkY50u7KuI/AAAAAAAAQok/d-eLEOeuFtc/s1600-h/eastern+box+turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199714626463017698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCkY50u7KuI/AAAAAAAAQok/d-eLEOeuFtc/s400/eastern+box+turtle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is an &lt;a href="http://www.bio.davidson.edu/people/midorcas/research/Contribute/box%20turtle/boxmain.htm"&gt;Eastern Box Turtle&lt;/a&gt;, which is fairly common to our area -- they can vary widely in terms of shell size, pattern and color. Male box turtles, like the one above, have red eyes and flattened shells, while the females have brown eyes and more rounded shells. They are long lived (up to 100 years!), but they are slow to mature and reproduce, and threatened by loss of habitat and by human activity (primarily automobiles and pet trading). Because of their fragile state, they should never be removed from nature and turned into pets. More info &lt;a href="http://billsboxturtles.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eastern_Box_Turtle"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Try to be like the turtle -- at ease in your own shell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Bill Copeland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/eastern-box-turtle.html' title='Eastern Box Turtle'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=9147821696706406054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/9147821696706406054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/9147821696706406054'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/9147821696706406054'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-4670185453053893999</id><published>2008-05-12T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:41:28.612-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffalo Mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Willow Springs Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnson City-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington County-TN'/><title type='text'>Now that the smoke has cleared...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCfGaku7KtI/AAAAAAAAQoE/5RClekGMKxE/s1600-h/buffalo+mountain+fire+aftermath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199342454661917394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCfGaku7KtI/AAAAAAAAQoE/5RClekGMKxE/s400/buffalo+mountain+fire+aftermath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This view from &lt;a href="http://www.johnsoncitytn.org/index.php?page=553"&gt;Willow Spring Park&lt;/a&gt; shows the extensive damage to Buffalo Mountain caused by the recent forest fire. Some 1,500 acres were consumed in the fire. [click photo to enlarge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Buffalo Mountain Park remains closed, if you live in the Johnson City, TN area, I'd recommend a visit to Willow Springs. Not only is it home to the city's &lt;a href="http://www.jcdogpark.org/"&gt;dog park&lt;/a&gt;, but it's also the perfect place to go for a walk and take in beautiful mountain views, or to take the kids to the playground or to fly a kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions&lt;/strong&gt;: From State of Franklin Road in Johnson City turn on West Walnut Street heading toward Jonesborough. Go 1.4 miles, turn left on Huffine Road and proceed 0.7 miles to the park on the left.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/now-that-smoke-has-cleared.html' title='Now that the smoke has cleared...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=4670185453053893999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/4670185453053893999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4670185453053893999'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/4670185453053893999'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-2458898614628130379</id><published>2008-05-11T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:01:01.600-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants and Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>The Hand that Rocks the Cradle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCZjsp3LZzI/AAAAAAAAQns/8pPWvkaKKAM/s1600-h/lily+of+the+valley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198952438648497970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCZjsp3LZzI/AAAAAAAAQns/8pPWvkaKKAM/s400/lily+of+the+valley.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Blessings on the hand of women!&lt;br /&gt;Angels guard its strength and grace,&lt;br /&gt;In the palace, cottage, hovel,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no matter where the place;&lt;br /&gt;Would that never storms assailed it,&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows ever gently curled;&lt;br /&gt;For the hand that rocks the cradle&lt;br /&gt;Is the hand that rules the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infancy's the tender fountain,&lt;br /&gt;Power may with beauty flow,&lt;br /&gt;Mother's first to guide the streamlets,&lt;br /&gt;From them souls unresting grow--&lt;br /&gt;Grow on for the good or evil,&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;&lt;br /&gt;For the hand that rocks the cradle&lt;br /&gt;Is the hand that rules the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman, how divine your mission&lt;br /&gt;Here upon our natal sod!&lt;br /&gt;Keep, oh, keep the young heart open&lt;br /&gt;Always to the breath of God!&lt;br /&gt;All true trophies of the ages&lt;br /&gt;Are from mother-love impearled;&lt;br /&gt;For the hand that rocks the cradle&lt;br /&gt;Is the hand that rules the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings on the hand of women!&lt;br /&gt;Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,&lt;br /&gt;And the sacred song is mingled&lt;br /&gt;With the worship in the sky--&lt;br /&gt;Mingles where no tempest darkens,&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows evermore are hurled;&lt;br /&gt;For the hand that rocks the cradle&lt;br /&gt;Is the hand that rules the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--William Ross Wallace (1819-1881)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/hand-that-rocks-cradle.html' title='The Hand that Rocks the Cradle'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=2458898614628130379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/2458898614628130379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/2458898614628130379'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/2458898614628130379'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-8556314858876690410</id><published>2008-05-10T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:01:01.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colleges and Universities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milligan College'/><title type='text'>College Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCUUO53LXqI/AAAAAAAAQR8/_KMc5JVOQKc/s1600-h/Seeger+Chapel+at+Sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198583591152082594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCUUO53LXqI/AAAAAAAAQR8/_KMc5JVOQKc/s400/Seeger+Chapel+at+Sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Education has for its object the formation of character.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/28956.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Add to Your Quotations Page" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/myquotations.php?add=28956"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Email this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/28956.html#email"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Herbert Spencer (1820 - 1903)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A university is what a college becomes when the faculty loses interest in the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--John Ciardi (1916 - 1986)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to all those graduating from Milligan College today! What a milestone in your lives, such a great accomplishment for you and your families. We're proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately there's been a trend in higher education for colleges to rename themselves 'universities' -- I guess the thought is that the name change will somehow make the institution seem more significant. I'm proud to say we're still a Christian Liberal Arts &lt;em&gt;College&lt;/em&gt;. The greatest part about being a professor at Milligan is that I have the opportunity to know my students and enter into their lives -- the privilege to help shape them not only academically and professionally, but spiritually and personally. I loved my university experience as a student, but I knew very few of my professors -- the educational experience was limited to the classroom. In many classes you not only felt like a number, you were a number! At Milligan, we know our students by name. They often stop by our offices, worship with us, hike with us, eat dinner at our homes and call us at all hours. It's a wonderful learning community -- and I'm reminded today how thankful I am to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Seeger Chapel at Sunrise.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/college-graduation.html' title='College Graduation'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=8556314858876690410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/8556314858876690410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8556314858876690410'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/8556314858876690410'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-6062120584718927711</id><published>2008-05-09T09:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:41:50.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants and Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>endangered lady's slippers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCRipJ3LXpI/AAAAAAAAQR0/lHW-gMMi7lY/s1600-h/lady%27s+slippers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198388329053904530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCRipJ3LXpI/AAAAAAAAQR0/lHW-gMMi7lY/s400/lady%27s+slippers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wildflowers should be enjoyed unplucked where they grow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Theodore Roosevelt (1858-1919) 26th US President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually at this time of year, there are &lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/wildflowers/plant-of-the-week/cypripedium_acaule.shtml"&gt;Pink Lady's Slipper&lt;/a&gt; flowers blooming all over Buffalo Mountain. Once the smoke clears (see yesterday's post), I'll have to go check and see. The flowers above were found in my neighbor's yard on the edge of the woods. There's no way to transplant these unique-looking orchids, because they are completely dependent on a specific fungus in the soil for their survival. It's considered endangered in Tennessee, so if you find them in nature, please heed TR's advice and leave them undisturbed!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/endangered-ladys-slippers.html' title='endangered lady&apos;s slippers'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=6062120584718927711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/6062120584718927711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6062120584718927711'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/6062120584718927711'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-6283490290987569930</id><published>2008-05-08T01:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:56:21.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffalo Mountain'/><title type='text'>Fire on the Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCKUqFsLU3I/AAAAAAAAQOw/qPxwoa9eeS0/s1600-h/buffalo+fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197880370741859186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCKUqFsLU3I/AAAAAAAAQOw/qPxwoa9eeS0/s400/buffalo+fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fire broke out yesterday at around 11 a.m. on Buffalo Mountain in Johnson City, TN. Forestry officials thought they had it under control at one point and sent fire crews home -- but the fire flared up again last night. The cause is not yet known. To read more, click &lt;a href="http://www.johnsoncitypress.com/Detail.php?Cat=HOMEPAGE&amp;amp;ID=62845"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. For more pics, click &lt;a href="http://ctpmn.blogspot.com/2008/05/buffalo-mountian-fire-hunting.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jerrydgreer.wordpress.com/2008/05/08/buffalo-mountains-fire/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update:&lt;/strong&gt; Thick smoke continued to blanket Johnson City today...Hopefully today's rains have helped to firefighters to bring the blaze under control. &lt;a href="http://www.johnsoncitypress.com/Detail.php?Cat=HOMEPAGE&amp;amp;ID=62854"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is an updated story from the Johnson City Press and a video of the fire.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/fire-on-mountain.html' title='Fire on the Mountain'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=6283490290987569930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/6283490290987569930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6283490290987569930'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/6283490290987569930'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-267273157538429246</id><published>2008-05-07T00:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:52:39.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Out in the fields with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCEcEeUeqtI/AAAAAAAAQOg/7GtU7flZHTk/s1600-h/calm+calf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197466308146277074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SCEcEeUeqtI/AAAAAAAAQOg/7GtU7flZHTk/s400/calm+calf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The little cares that fretted me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lost them yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Among the fields above the sea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Among the winds at play,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Among the lowing of the herds,&lt;br /&gt;The rustling of the trees;&lt;br /&gt;Among the singing of the birds,&lt;br /&gt;The humming of the bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foolish fears of what might pass,&lt;br /&gt;I cast them all away&lt;br /&gt;Among the clover-scented grass,&lt;br /&gt;Among the new-mown hay;&lt;br /&gt;Among the rustling of the corn,&lt;br /&gt;Where drowsy poppies nod,&lt;br /&gt;Where ill thoughts die and good are born--&lt;br /&gt;Out in the fields with God!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/out-in-fields-with-god.html' title='Out in the fields with God'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=267273157538429246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/267273157538429246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/267273157538429246'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/267273157538429246'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-7229417174566254361</id><published>2008-05-06T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:01:00.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waterfalls-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unicoi County-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Fork Falls'/><title type='text'>Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SB_fYOUeqsI/AAAAAAAAQOU/cgybqkXzTjo/s1600-h/Red+Fork+Falls_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197118102262688450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SB_fYOUeqsI/AAAAAAAAQOU/cgybqkXzTjo/s400/Red+Fork+Falls_top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are always getting ready to live but never living.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo taken near the top of Red Fork Falls (see &lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/red-fork-falls.html"&gt;yesterday's post&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/living.html' title='Living'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=7229417174566254361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/7229417174566254361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7229417174566254361'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/7229417174566254361'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-5121949908077222688</id><published>2008-05-05T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:01:00.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waterfalls-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unicoi County-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Fork Falls'/><title type='text'>Red Fork Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SB5zEeUeqqI/AAAAAAAAQOE/LlkWYLVdaI4/s1600-h/Red+Fork+Falls_wide+angle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196717540727761570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SB5zEeUeqqI/AAAAAAAAQOE/LlkWYLVdaI4/s400/Red+Fork+Falls_wide+angle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visited beautiful Red Fork Falls outside of Unicoi, TN between raindrops on Saturday -- and it really was an ideal day for Red Fork... the water level was perfect, it was a cloudy day (just what you want when &lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2007/04/photographing-waterfalls.html"&gt;photographing waterfalls&lt;/a&gt;), the recent rain caused the spring greens to be saturated with color, and we were the only ones there! If you want to see it for yourself, I recommend you read my detailed description of the falls &lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2007/06/red-fork-falls.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (which also includes directions) -- but please note, this isn't the place to take the kids or to walk the dogs -- even though it's only a 1/2 mile hike, it's a very steep, slippery descent. Stay far back from the edge at the top of the falls - it's very slick and dangerous. Use common sense and respect the falls, and you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SB5zP-UeqrI/AAAAAAAAQOM/-MMyU4aokd0/s1600-h/Red+Fork+Side+View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196717738296257202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SB5zP-UeqrI/AAAAAAAAQOM/-MMyU4aokd0/s200/Red+Fork+Side+View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The top photo shows the main falls -- it's &lt;a href="http://www.cs.utk.edu/~dunigan/landforms/m.php?wpt=UCF003"&gt;listed&lt;/a&gt; as 60 feet. There's a smaller waterfall above this and many more further down -- but what you see above is the main attraction. If it's your desire to 'see it all' -- you could spend all afternoon exploring the area. The photo to the right is a side-profile of a small section of the main falls. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/red-fork-falls.html' title='Red Fork Falls'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=5121949908077222688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/5121949908077222688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5121949908077222688'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/5121949908077222688'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-5998269033616012762</id><published>2008-05-03T15:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:48:35.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carter County-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caves and Caverns'/><title type='text'>Out of the depths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBzGwuUeqVI/AAAAAAAAQKM/ayglyJMLibM/s1600-h/exploring+the+cave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196246610448656722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBzGwuUeqVI/AAAAAAAAQKM/ayglyJMLibM/s400/exploring+the+cave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life that fills them with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;compassions&lt;/span&gt;, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Elisabeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kubler&lt;/span&gt; Ross (1926-2004) psychiatrist and author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Justin (pictured above), &lt;a href="http://fromthesehills.wordpress.com/"&gt;Lee&lt;/a&gt; and I had an amazing time exploring a cave in Carter County, TN. This was my first real caving experience -- besides touring caves open to the public like &lt;a href="http://www.bristolcaverns.com/"&gt;Bristol Caverns&lt;/a&gt; in Bristol, TN or &lt;a href="http://www.appalachiancaverns.com/"&gt;Appalachian Caverns&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blountville&lt;/span&gt;, TN. I'm told that there are dozens and dozens of smaller caves like this one in our area. But I haven't found much about them online, most likely because they're on private property and fenced off. While there weren't intricate stalagmites and stalactites, still I was amazed at how large this particular cave was -- To walk from the cave entrance to the other end took about 15 minutes. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBzHJOUeqWI/AAAAAAAAQKU/OV4rH9QQHsg/s1600-h/Narrow+Passage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196247031355451746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBzHJOUeqWI/AAAAAAAAQKU/OV4rH9QQHsg/s200/Narrow+Passage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The good news... not many bats, almost no visible vandalism or trash, I didn't have to crawl through mud or slither through small openings, I could stand up throughout most of the cave, and there were many large rooms with neat rock formations to explore. The bad news... before I was taken there I had to agree not to disclose its location to others (I'm sorry!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;silhouette&lt;/span&gt; effect in the top photo, I spot metered on the brightest part of the scene and then refocused on Justin. The result is that the darker parts of the frame were made darker and the brightest parts of the scene were properly exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo to the right was taken near the entrance of the cave using a long shutter speed (9 seconds), my flash, and the three of us 'painting' the walls, floor and ceiling with four flashlights to bring out the color and detail. [click photo to enlarge]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/out-of-depths.html' title='Out of the depths'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=5998269033616012762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/5998269033616012762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5998269033616012762'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/5998269033616012762'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-8192092046703968748</id><published>2008-05-02T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T12:09:29.178-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants and Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>The Merton Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBqZPeUepNI/AAAAAAAAQAE/ssvk8Dw6Vtg/s1600-h/Unfurling+Fern.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195633611241333970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBqZPeUepNI/AAAAAAAAQAE/ssvk8Dw6Vtg/s400/Unfurling+Fern.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;MY LORD GOD, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. Therefore I will trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.mertoninstitute.org/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thomas Merton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, (1915-1968) author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[For a beautiful shot of uncoiling ferns, check out photographer &lt;a href="http://jerrydgreer.wordpress.com/2008/04/28/spring-fern-1-shelton-laurel-backcountry-area-pisgah-national-forest-north-carolina/"&gt;Jerry Greer's blog&lt;/a&gt;...]&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/merton-prayer.html' title='The Merton Prayer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=8192092046703968748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/8192092046703968748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8192092046703968748'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/8192092046703968748'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-7837363256920083685</id><published>2008-05-01T00:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:42:34.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milligan College'/><title type='text'>an easy choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBlGPeUeoEI/AAAAAAAAP10/xY4tJT3m0W4/s1600-h/Sandpiper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195260876799516738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBlGPeUeoEI/AAAAAAAAP10/xY4tJT3m0W4/s400/Sandpiper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I realized that If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charleslindbergh.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Charles Lindbergh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (1902-1974) Aviation Pioneer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a &lt;a href="http://identify.whatbird.com/obj/215/overview/Spotted_Sandpiper.aspx"&gt;spotted sandpiper&lt;/a&gt; -- I'll double check with our resident bird expert at Milligan College, Dr. Gary Wallace. Gary is retiring from Milligan this year after 41 years of teaching -- but will return part-time to teach various field biology classes. His enthusiasm for nature, especially birds, is contagious -- students come out of his birdwatching class excited about what they've learned and experienced -- with a new appreciation and quiet awe for the splendid creatures flying about them. Congratulations and happy trails to you, Gary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: There's a terrific website to help with bird identification called &lt;a href="http://www.whatbird.com/"&gt;whatbird.com&lt;/a&gt; -- it includes lots of information, illustrations, and the sounds each bird makes. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/05/easy-choice.html' title='an easy choice'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=7837363256920083685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/7837363256920083685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7837363256920083685'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/7837363256920083685'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-6707844479720717970</id><published>2008-04-30T00:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:38:40.629-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milligan College'/><title type='text'>A Good Catcher...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBfm9-Uen-I/AAAAAAAAP0s/_GiIUlWSNis/s1600-h/TheCatcher_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194874647570456546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBfm9-Uen-I/AAAAAAAAP0s/_GiIUlWSNis/s400/TheCatcher_Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;A good catcher is the quarterback, the carburetor, the lead dog, the pulse taker, the traffic cop and sometimes a lot of unprintable things, but no team gets very far without one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miller_Huggins"&gt;Miller Huggins&lt;/a&gt; (1879-1929) Baseball player and manager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Milligan College junior Brandon Murphy (Johnson City, TN) visits the mound to talk with senior Jon Stoudt (Marietta, GA) during a recent game. Each of the descriptions mentioned in this quote fits Murphy perfectly (well, except for the part that mentions "unprintable things"). I have enormous respect for students like Murphy and Stoudt who are truly 'scholar athletes' -- who excel both on the field and in the classroom. Today, Milligan faces rival King College in the opening round of the AAC Conference Tournament at Hunter Wright Stadium in Kingsport, TN. &lt;a href="http://www.milliganbuffs.com/"&gt;Go Buffaloes! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn how to make a presentation frame like this using Photoshop, click &lt;a href="http://www.johnshawphoto.com/tips/presentation_frame.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for photographer John Shaw's helpful step-by-step directions. [click photo to enlarge]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-catcher.html' title='A Good Catcher...'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=6707844479720717970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/6707844479720717970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6707844479720717970'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/6707844479720717970'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-6773095587968362879</id><published>2008-04-29T00:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T06:36:47.466-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>'Tis the gift to be simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBaLUeUen7I/AAAAAAAAP0A/oyYbDhcRWrU/s1600-h/Appalachian+Spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194492404071047090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBaLUeUen7I/AAAAAAAAP0A/oyYbDhcRWrU/s400/Appalachian+Spring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things in nature have a message you understand, Rejoice, for your soul is alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Eleanora Duse (1858-1924) Italian Actress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote got me singing "Simple Things" and digging through my CD collection to find Copland. Composer Aaron Copland borrowed the traditional Shaker melody in creating his quintessential American classic "&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/programs/specials/milestones/991027.motm.apspring.html"&gt;Appalachian Spring&lt;/a&gt;." Click &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/ramfiles/pt/pt.motm.apspring.rmm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to listen to an NPR discussion of Copland's masterpiece. And click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OoHoupIi3ik"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to watch a short 1981 video of Marilyn Horne performing "Simple Gifts" -- and you'll be singing it all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free,&lt;br /&gt;'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,&lt;br /&gt;And when we find ourselves in the place just right,&lt;br /&gt;'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When true simplicity is gain'd,&lt;br /&gt;To bow and to bend we shan't be asham'd,&lt;br /&gt;To turn, turn will be our delight,&lt;br /&gt;Till by turning, turning we come round right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Joseph Brackett, Jr. (1848)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/tis-gift-to-be-simple.html' title='&apos;Tis the gift to be simple'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=6773095587968362879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/6773095587968362879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6773095587968362879'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/6773095587968362879'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-8984789401712568572</id><published>2008-04-28T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:52:19.241-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants and Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macros (Close-ups)'/><title type='text'>easy and unwelcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAqQsUO2-AI/AAAAAAAAPyI/bQ5hyVTMJVQ/s1600-h/Dandelion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191120611517593602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAqQsUO2-AI/AAAAAAAAPyI/bQ5hyVTMJVQ/s400/Dandelion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If dandelions were hard to grow, they would be most welcome on any lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Andrew V. Mason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/easy-and-unwelcome.html' title='easy and unwelcome'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=8984789401712568572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/8984789401712568572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8984789401712568572'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/8984789401712568572'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-7635040537063176718</id><published>2008-04-26T00:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T20:19:41.553-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cemeteries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Marking the Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/RrPMNv_hl2I/AAAAAAAAIkI/Zgl37vIViGE/s1600-h/Christopher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094640140079437666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/RrPMNv_hl2I/AAAAAAAAIkI/Zgl37vIViGE/s400/Christopher.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HER LIETH THE BODY OF CHRISTOPHER MCENTURF JUNER HE WORS BOREN MARCH THE 25 1782 AND DYED APRIL THE 29 AND BURYED THE 30 1796 HIS AGE WORS 14 YEAR ONE MONTH AND 4 DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this very old tombstone in People’s Cemetery off of Springbrook Road outside of Unicoi, TN. I’ve never done much in the way of genealogy research, so I was amazed at all resources available online. It didn’t take long to find records pertaining to Christopher, a fourteen-year-old boy who died 212 years ago. Here's what I found... Christopher McInturff, Jr. was born March 25, 1782 in Shenandoah County, Virginia -- the eighth of ten children of Christopher and Christina McInturff. Around the time North Carolina ceded her western lands to the federal government (1790) to create the Tennessee Territory, the family moved to a large plot of land (550 acres) on Buffalo Creek at the foot of Buffalo Mountain (near the cemetery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher died the same year Tennessee became the nation's 16th state. At that time an enormous swath of northeast TN was called Carter County – from this huge area, two additional counties were later created: In 1838, Johnson County was separated out of Carter County and in 1875 Unicoi County was established out of parts of Carter and Washington Counties. I didn’t find much about this family's involvement in &lt;a href="http://www.tngenweb.org/carter/cartgood.html"&gt;local history&lt;/a&gt; – but I can only imagine how difficult life on the frontier was for these early settlers. I find it touching that in making Christopher's tombstone, they counted and celebrated each of his days.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2007/08/marking-days.html' title='Marking the Days'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=7635040537063176718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/7635040537063176718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7635040537063176718'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/7635040537063176718'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-2155210574834099019</id><published>2008-04-25T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:47:03.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants and Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>watching spring unfold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBFT_eUen4I/AAAAAAAAPzw/S-6jaDicpqY/s1600-h/Beech+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193024195270713218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SBFT_eUen4I/AAAAAAAAPzw/S-6jaDicpqY/s400/Beech+Collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;One attraction in coming to the woods to live was that I should have leisure and opportunity to see the spring come in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862) American author and philosopher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[click photo to enlarge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/watching-spring-unfold.html' title='watching spring unfold'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=2155210574834099019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/2155210574834099019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/2155210574834099019'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/2155210574834099019'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-2538911169576523731</id><published>2008-04-23T00:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:02:45.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waterfalls-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington County-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramsey Falls'/><title type='text'>Ramsey Creek Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SA6g5uUenyI/AAAAAAAAPzQ/JImug--Eo54/s1600-h/Ramsey+Falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192264333951672098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SA6g5uUenyI/AAAAAAAAPzQ/JImug--Eo54/s400/Ramsey+Falls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This beautiful twenty-foot waterfall is nestled in the western slopes of Buffalo Mountain in Washington County, TN on private property operated by the &lt;a href="http://www.buffalomountaincamp.org/index.htm"&gt;Buffalo Mountain Camp&lt;/a&gt;. And while it's small compared to other waterfalls in our area, I love its spiral-stair shape and rocky setting. Click &lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2007/04/ramsey-creek-falls.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read my previous Ramsey post for directions and a description of the hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo data: Nikon D80 at 10mm, 1.3 sec. f/16 ISO: 200&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramsey-creek-falls.html' title='Ramsey Creek Falls'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=2538911169576523731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/2538911169576523731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/2538911169576523731'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/2538911169576523731'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-7169394599764521320</id><published>2008-04-22T00:14:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T08:24:25.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mushrooms and Fungi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macros (Close-ups)'/><title type='text'>surrounded by mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SA1Xe-UensI/AAAAAAAAPy4/hOfljM58DNg/s1600-h/cedar+apple+rust.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191902135064633026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SA1Xe-UensI/AAAAAAAAPy4/hOfljM58DNg/s400/cedar+apple+rust.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SA1XkuUentI/AAAAAAAAPzA/taOfIaijzRg/s1600-h/cedar+apple+rust+detail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191902233848880850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SA1XkuUentI/AAAAAAAAPzA/taOfIaijzRg/s200/cedar+apple+rust+detail.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would rather live in a world where my life is surrounded by mystery than live in a world so small that my mind could comprehend it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Harry Emerson Fosdick (1878-1969) American clergyman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, don't be afraid. These creepy tenticles can't reach through your screen to get you. And no, it's not some alien pod or sci-fiction monster. This is Cedar Apple Rust, a golfball-sized fungi that attacks apple, crabapple and juniper trees. If you feel you must, click &lt;a href="http://plantclinic.cornell.edu/FactSheets/cedar-applerust/cedar-applerust.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to learn more about these strange and mysterious things. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SA6u--UenzI/AAAAAAAAPzY/ldWvGzyT3Tc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192279817308774194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SA6u--UenzI/AAAAAAAAPzY/ldWvGzyT3Tc/s200/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click the photos above to get a close up view of this strange thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my question for you today is this...&lt;strong&gt;Who looks most like this mysterious mutant fungi?&lt;/strong&gt; (Just be glad your name isn't listed here!) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: The poll is now closed...And the winner is...(drum roll)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chuckie from the Rugrats cartoon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second place is Carrottop&lt;br /&gt;Third place goes to Tina Turner&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Place is a tie between...Sideshow Bob, Phyllis Diller and Rod Stewart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for voting!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/surrounded-by-mystery.html' title='surrounded by mystery'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=7169394599764521320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/7169394599764521320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7169394599764521320'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/7169394599764521320'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-303500495314536855</id><published>2008-04-21T00:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:05:40.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunsets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horseback Ridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unicoi County-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unaka Mountain'/><title type='text'>risking to live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAv36EO2-BI/AAAAAAAAPyo/8IcV5HYRzss/s1600-h/Unaka+Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191515572415166482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAv36EO2-BI/AAAAAAAAPyo/8IcV5HYRzss/s400/Unaka+Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, and becomes nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn and feel and change and grow and love and live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Leo F. Buscaglia (1924-1998) author and professor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure this quote has anything to do with the photo above, but I thought it was great and wanted to share! Maybe it means you should play hooky today and have a marvelous Monday up on Unaka Mountain. After all, this quote reminds those of us who are tempted to become complacent in our comfort that a life devoted to the pursuit of security is no life at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This shot was taken from a favorite vantage point on &lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/search/label/Unaka%20Mountain"&gt;Unaka Mountain&lt;/a&gt; in Unicoi County, TN called Horseback Ridge. If you're looking for a wow place, a magical place - this is it. The Unaka Mountain Road is one of the most scenic, and roughest, drives in our area. For a dozen miles, this gravel road snakes around the mountain, offering breathtaking views. I've listed below some of the things to experience on the mountain...(listed in the order you'll find them traveling from the Unicoi side of the mountain to the Erwin side -- north to south -- mileage listed is approximate distance from Hwy 107):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/search/label/Red%20Fork%20Falls"&gt;Red Fork Falls&lt;/a&gt; (1.2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/search/label/Stamping%20Ground%20Ridge"&gt;Stamping Ground Ridge&lt;/a&gt; (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/search/label/Horseback%20Ridge"&gt;Horseback Ridge&lt;/a&gt; (6.4)&lt;br /&gt;Unaka Mountain Overlook (approx. 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/search/label/Beauty%20Spot"&gt;Beauty Spot Overlook&lt;/a&gt; (approx. 10.5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions to Horseback Ridge&lt;/strong&gt;: From I-26 take the Unicoi exit (#32). At the end of exit ramp turn east towards town. At the stop sign, turn right onto Route 173/Unicoi Road (which is also known locally as the Erwin Highway) and proceed for 0.7 miles. Follow the signs pointing to the Cherokee National Forest by turning left onto Rt. 107 (Limestone Cove Road). Drive 7.8 miles, turn right on Red Fork Road (it's also referred to as Unaka Mountain Road). Reset your trip odometer and proceed up the mountain for 6.4 miles. You will pass by the parking area for &lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/search/label/Red%20Fork%20Falls"&gt;Red Fork Falls&lt;/a&gt;, then the road will turn to gravel. At around six miles up, you'll pass by the parking area for &lt;a href="http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/search/label/Stamping%20Ground%20Ridge"&gt;Stamping Ground Ridge&lt;/a&gt; on your right and then it's just a short distance to a very small pull-off area (as you emerge from the forest and round a curve) and unmarked trail head for Horseback Ridge to your right. Note: While this particular section of the Unaka Mountain Road isn't nearly as rough as others, I'd still strongly recommend that you take a high clearance vehicle (truck or SUV) for this trip. Here's a good &lt;a href="http://www.tnbirds.org/birdfinding/Unaka-RoanMap.htm"&gt;map&lt;/a&gt; of the area (note that the I-26 exits have since been &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interstate_26#Tennessee"&gt;re-numbered&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/risking-to-live.html' title='risking to live'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=303500495314536855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/303500495314536855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/303500495314536855'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/303500495314536855'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-77610557921007964</id><published>2008-04-19T19:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T19:33:41.575-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants and Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Just like clockwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAqPV0O29_I/AAAAAAAAPyA/wflQNHKHVEE/s1600-h/Red+Trillium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191119125458909170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAqPV0O29_I/AAAAAAAAPyA/wflQNHKHVEE/s400/Red+Trillium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot imagine how the clockwork of the universe can exist without a clockmaker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Voltaire (1694-1778) French Enlightenment writer, philosopher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clockwork&lt;/span&gt;, the trillium have returned to the southern Appalachians this spring. This particular one was found out at Rock Creek Park near Erwin, TN. With their three leaves and three petals, trillium are easy to identify. You'll often spot them growing in damp, shady areas near forest streams.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-like-clockwork.html' title='Just like clockwork'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=77610557921007964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/77610557921007964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/77610557921007964'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/77610557921007964'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-3114910232538477517</id><published>2008-04-17T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T07:51:16.653-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants and Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>bursting forth in silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAdHgN0k0sI/AAAAAAAAPx4/TEdw-HjIoYs/s1600-h/Dogwood1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190195714359349954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAdHgN0k0sI/AAAAAAAAPx4/TEdw-HjIoYs/s400/Dogwood1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If spring came but once a century instead of once a year,&lt;br /&gt;or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake and not in silence,&lt;br /&gt;what wonder and expectation there would be&lt;br /&gt;in all the hearts to behold the miraculous change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882) American poet&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/bursting-forth-in-silence.html' title='bursting forth in silence'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=3114910232538477517' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/3114910232538477517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/3114910232538477517'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/3114910232538477517'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-1434544358989247872</id><published>2008-04-16T09:20:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:44:06.138-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waterfalls-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unicoi County-TN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lower Higgins Creek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rocky Fork'/><title type='text'>Lower Higgins Creek Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAYXdN0k0rI/AAAAAAAAPxw/RH_ffKtOPd8/s1600-h/Lower+Higgins+Creek+Falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189861411284898482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SAYXdN0k0rI/AAAAAAAAPxw/RH_ffKtOPd8/s400/Lower+Higgins+Creek+Falls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is a seldom visited waterfall in Unicoi County, TN - not a lot of people seem to know about it. Which in some ways is a very good thing. There's no trash or graffiti - no broken glass or cigarette butts. There's not even a path to get you down to the falls from the trail far above. So when you're sitting at the base of this 100 foot waterfall you feel like you've stumbled onto something wild and pristine. My reason for starting this blog was to highlight the beauty of our region and encourage people to get out and enjoy its scenic wonders -- but I have to admit that in some ways I hesitate to give directions to this place. It is so unspoiled. And yet I know that if people visit here, the vast majority will love this place and value it -- and then speak up to make sure it is protected. The future of Lower Higgins Creek is unclear -- it's part of the Rocky Fork tract of land that's been at the center of controversy. &lt;a href="http://www.appalachiantrail.org/atf/cf/%7BD25B4747-42A3-4302-8D48-EF35C0B0D9F1%7D/TN_RockyFork_Approp%2009.pdf"&gt;Conservation groups&lt;/a&gt; are seeking to purchase this enormous, privately-owned tract (which is leased by the state for recreation purposes) in order to preserve it. &lt;a href="http://www.johnsoncitypress.com/Detail.php?Cat=LOCALNEWS&amp;amp;ID=62462"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; a recent article from the JC Press about Rocky Fork. Lower Higgins Creek actually contains six waterfalls - the one pictured above is the tallest - click &lt;a href="http://www.waterfallphotosunlimited.com/TN-Folder/Lower_Higgins.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cmpros.com/hiking/LowerHiggins"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for photos of the others. Hiking Bill, who extensively travels this region and shares his journeys, recently visited Lower Higgins and wrote a detailed description of his journey &lt;a href="http://hikingbill.com/2008_logs/2008-03-09/lower_higgins_creek.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions&lt;/strong&gt;: Take I-26 to the Temple Hill exit #43 just south of Erwin and then turn right onto the old Asheville Highway (19/23), after 3/4 mile, turn right onto Lower Higgins Creek Road and drive 1.5 miles till you reach a dead end. There's a clearing where you can park. The trail is actually an old logging road which begins to the left over a rickety, old wooden bridge. While there are No Trespassing signs all around, there is not one at the trailhead. The waterfall is about a mile in on your right. The trail has a moderate grade, with the exception of the last quarter mile, when it becomes quite steep. You'll be able to see the waterfall down a treacherous 100 foot slope to your right. It's best to visit in the spring or fall, as the steep descent to the falls is made even more difficult when the slope is completely overgrown.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/lower-higgins-creek-falls.html' title='Lower Higgins Creek Falls'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=1434544358989247872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/1434544358989247872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/1434544358989247872'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/1434544358989247872'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193288971166646699.post-5588075862339956609</id><published>2008-04-15T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:07:41.154-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milligan College'/><title type='text'>The Allegory of the Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SATuj90k0kI/AAAAAAAAPxY/mg-5QViwX3s/s1600-h/Milligan+Baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189534972295565890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s2G9Ja2yxEg/SATuj90k0kI/AAAAAAAAPxY/mg-5QViwX3s/s400/Milligan+Baseball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baseball is an allegorical play about America, a poetic, complex, and subtle play of courage, fear, good luck, mistakes, patience about fate, and sober self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Saul Steinberg (1914-1999)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: The Milligan College Buffaloes take the field against the visiting Tennessee Wesleyan Bulldogs.  Click photo to enlarge.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/2008/04/allegory-of-game.html' title='The Allegory of the Game'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9193288971166646699&amp;postID=5588075862339956609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/5588075862339956609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appalachiantreks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5588075862339956609'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9193288971166646699/posts/default/5588075862339956609'/><author><name>Mark W. Peacock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17497175909510439620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>