Cold Mountain

The first time I ever went up to Cold Mountain was with Duma. It was the coldest day of the year and seemed like the perfect day for the hike. This last Saturday it was really cold once again and I couldn't help but make the same trip again but his time alone. Just like that first time up the mountain Saturday's trip went as smooth as could be. The trail conditions were great and itt didn't get too cold until Cold Mountain trail itself but a little suffering is sometimes a good thing. Little East Fork was almost completly frozen and as I drove away had me dreaming up possible adventures for Sunday.