My iPhone’s camera was woefully inadequate for the task, but here are some shots that give at least a sense of the colors. (Additional photos are available here.)
|We couldn’t even wait to get to the trailhead before we started taking pictures — we
passed this driveway to an old farm and literally did a u-turn to come back and gawk.
|While we photographed random lanes, half the population of the mid-Atlantic states
beat us to the parking lot. Thank heavens an enterprising indigena opened
up a neighboring pasture for overflow parking
|Once parked, we followed the disappearing crowds up the road to the trailhead.|
|The trail went over, through, and beneath these rocks.
It made for quite the scramble and a major bottleneck with all the hikers.
It took us nearly two hours just to do that little stretch of trail.
|At the top.|
|Note the scale. This section of trail felt like a cathedral.|
Ten miles of wildnerness is grounds for a healthy appetite. We spied a charming little pizzeria in the village of Sperryville and decided to stop in and give it a try. We devoured the pizza with great enthusiasm.
|Because fried dough is never wrong.|