So here are just a few pictures:
This one's a handcarved gravestone. I don't know if you can see it well enough to see that the N's are all backwards, but I found it sort of poignant.
I spent half an hour or so exploring the graveyard, which is off a dirt road that's still drivable, although I wouldn't want to take my car up it. From a little marker I found, there used to be a church on the spot in the late 19th and early 20th century. I didn't see any gravestones later than 1931, although a few of the older stones have been replaced with new ones and one or two even had some faded plastic flowers decorating them.
We've had rain for a solid week, and the lower trails are soggy. At one point the trail crosses Clear Creek, but the creek is so high that the stepping stones were almost covered. I took my boots and socks off and waded across, and then walked barefoot for a while--watching out that I didn't step on anything that might object, like the millipede in this picture. That's about as close as I want my bare foot (or any part of me) to get to a millipede. I do not like things with that many legs.
And lastly, here's a picture of the trail at the top of the ridge. I didn't shop it at all--it really is this green here.
I love East Tennessee.