The Great Outsmores

If you’re not into seeing the peach drop, and want to see something spectacular on New Year’s eve, you can catch the best show in the North Georgia Mountains. This time of year, enchanting sunsets can be found near Brasstown Bald, Georgia’s highest peak. While a night hike to the summit can be special (with headlamps of course), an easier and nearly equal showing can be had from the South West corner of the parking lot.

Here’s a google earth view of the summit & parking lot looking Southwest over the Cohuttas and Cumberland Plateau:

I’ve had the chance to catch this one twice before, here’s a photo from the last outing:

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We we’re greeted with this one right after checking in on our honeymoon in St. Johns.

Here’s one more from the trip:

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Here’s a one of my personal favorites from Lake Burton in Northeast Georgia. For more photos, you can visit the Lake Burton Civic Association’s Gallery.

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First sunrise picture in the sunrise, sunset series:

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A couple more from the sunrise & sunset photo file.  Usually, I’m lucky to take twenty pictures, and have two come out to be worthwhile.  On a previous trip to the Croatan National Forest and the Nuese River in North Carolina, I got a bit more lucky. I caught these just after setting up camp on a long sandy beach at the confluence of the river and the Atlantic.

A fisherman coming back for the evening:

 I’m not sure if this is one tree with two trunks or two trees all together…

 Passengers on board must have caught the sunset too:

And finally, some cool reflections in a couple pools on the beach:

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Over the last few years, I’ve been blessed to find myself in a number of extraordinary spots.  I always try to have a camera handy, especially around sun up and sun down.  In this sunrise/sunset series I’m going to share some of my best, and as always, if you want a full size of any of the images - just send me an email.

Sunet over Horsetoothe Resevior, Fort Collins, CO

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The pups woke me early, just before sunrise, on Saturday morning.  This time I couldn’t be any happier.  The predawn glow outside the cabin was amplified by a blanket of fog over the water.  Within minutes I had the boat down off the lift, and Aspen, Layla, and myself were headed for dam to do a little trout fishing.

Visibility was about thirty yards or so on the main body of the lake, and when I got down to dam, there were actually four more boats that would drift in and out of sight in the dense fog. I dropped four lines, one at each corner, with live worms and a peice of corn for color to varying depths of 20 to 40 feet in hopes of finding a big brown cruising the thermocline. I’ve done this a dozen times or so, and its usually hit (in a big way) or miss. An hour and a half went by, and nobody else on the neighboring boats was connecting either. Then the dreaded cell phone, the family was up, and breakfast was needing my attention. Mental note: blogging about fishing beforehand may be the ultimate jinx.

So with the fog burnig off, I cruised back zeroed so far on the day.

I’m not going to lie, I was bummed, so when I got back I tried throwing 3/8 oz. spoon off the swim dock and did a little better.  A pretty good sized yellow perch, kept me from being zeroed on the day:

Over the weekend, we did see one school of yellow herring a hundred yards off stern. They were jumping and flipping, indicating that some bass had them schooled and were feeding. With a pretied blue & white rapala, and a matching soft bait, Jenn & I tossed into the school to no avail. And then it was gone, was it too early in the fall, or was it just not my day?

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