We rode the Great Smokey Mountain Railroad in Bryson, North Carolina. The route we took followed Lake Fontanna. I think one of the most beautiful lakes I've seen.
The train we rode...I was not supposed to hang out the window, but, I just couldn't resist. Tim was my lookout...
This is us just before we hiked to the highest point in the Smokies. Notice the look on Mary Margarets face...we all looked like that by the time we made it to the top. She made that face in almost every photo that day because she was being a "little" difficult teenager.
Wednesday, August 03, 2011
Smokies continued
Posted by Kaye Butler at 8:02 AM
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You know that whole saying raising teenagers is like nailing jello to the wall, right? I say we throw the jello at their faces and yell, "Nailed it!" :)
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