My Perfect Day
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My Perfect Day
It was a hot, sunny day in the middle of May and the noon air was warm and steamy. My husband, son, and I were driving through Chimney Rock, NC to Grandfather Mountain. When we arrived, we parked at the foot of the mountain. The infamous mass rested at its peak, while reading the posted sign we learned how it was formed. This rock hung over the edge of the steep wall.
Although the rock was quite stable, it looked like it would snap off at any moment. I looked up and realized how much I wished I was standing on top of it. I was ready to hike the mountain. I decided to check out the trail that led into the woods. My family thought I was joking when I said that I was going to do it...