Saturday, August 9, 2008

Them Thar Hills

Day 217

Them Thar Hills

Near where we were staying in Black Mountain, NC, there was an honest to goodness swimmin' hole. The other folks swimming there were proud sons and daughters of the south, and could have been straight from central casting. Also in the water were not one, but two snakes. There was some discussion about whether this fellow was a copper-head. My Parseltongue is a bit rusty, and luckily we did not find out the hard way.

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