Sarah's Arrival

Can't get enough of these ridges!

From Sarah:

As the airplane approached Knoxville, TN, an endless, rolling sea of clouds stretched to the horizon. 

What am I getting myself in for?, I wondered.  Five and a half days of cold damp rain on the AT?  Seventy miles of pouring precipitation?  Oh well, I comforted myself, at least I’ll be with Jay, even if our tiny tent ends up being an enclosure of condensation, mist, and running rivulets of water.

The airplane descended, hesitated with wings brushing the tips of the cloud waves, then dove into grey, featureless, fog.  We flew and flew and flew, with no change in the blank void of water-laden mist outside the window. 

How thick is this cloud cover?, I wondered.



Sarah - Land of Smokies/Oz

 Then, suddenly, within the space of two heartbeats, the plane broke through the bottom of the cloud sea and before me spread a bright and verdant land, carpeted with emerald green grass, lime green newly-leafed trees, and flowers everywhere!  I felt like Dorothy entering Oz.