The mist rolled across the horizon and circled our bodies with a transparent sheet of humidity. Fluffy white clouds nestled into the mountain tops like cotton candy while trees hung lazily over the winding road. Overnight thunder storms left the trails in the park slippery and a bit muddy so we thought it would be better to stay on the road. Clyde wanted to get out and shoot some photos and thought he'd share the beautiful vistas with all of you.
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