Intrepid Knitting Part 3

On the way home we took the longish way and enjoyed 34 miles of Skyland Drive, a scenic bit of highway with lots of little places to stop and enjoy the views. It was a bit cold - the mountains still have snow and the wind was fierce but the sock still had a good time.

The sock even spied a kinsman down on the rocks. We considered a rescue mission but thought better of it - it was pretty far down and who's to say the sock wasn't just resting in the middle of its own hiking trip? Meanwhile, I got exactly three feet up the Appalachian trail before I tripped. There are no pictures of that (I hope).