Black Balsam Knob

I went on a short sunrise hike in October to the top of Black Balsam Knob. What I saw that morning was one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen. I have yet to find the right words to describe the beauty that stretched out before me. To preface the pictures, the world was frozen, every blade of glass, every stick, every leaf had 1/4-1/2 inch of ice encasing it. The rising sun caught the ice creating a soft sparkle. When the breeze whipped around it, the frozen blades of grass tinked against each other, creating a glorious symphony that words cannot possibly describe.

I am sure that this was a once in a lifetime experience, and I know that these pictures just do not do the scene enough justice, but I hope that you enjoy nonetheless.

Frozen Pine

Frozen Pine

Morning Sun

Morning Sun

Glistening in the Morning Sun

Glistening in the Morning Sun

Adventure Dog

Adventure Dog

Winter Wonderland

Winter Wonderland

A Wondrous Sight To See

A Wondrous Sight To See

Dancing On The Mountain

Dancing On The Mountain

Dancing Blades

Dancing Blades

Natural Beauty

Natural Beauty

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2 thoughts on “Black Balsam Knob

  1. As partial as I am to summer hiking, there is nothing quite like walking in a winter wonderland. It sounds like you (and looks like your dogs) had a special time. The featured picture in your post (the one with the dog pulling at the lease) is so adorable, by the way.

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    • I used to dread the cold winter months as far as hiking and camping was concerned, but I’ve come to enjoy and love the astounding beauty that comes with it. And thank you! I have to credit my friend for that picture, I smile every time I see it.

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