Sunday at Panther Creek

I was laying around the place after finishing cleaning, doing laundry and shopping for groceries and realized that I had the whole day ahead of me. Since I didn't really feel like being a couch potato or working out, I decided a short little road trip was in order. My choice was a place called Panther Creek Park.



The view of this place has of the river is incredible and it has always stuck with me. I vowed to someday return there, but something always came up. Now was a good as time as any to keep my vow. So I took off.



After about an hour, I finally arrived and I had forgotten how big the place is. It's also very clean despite the abundance of rednecks. Oh yeah, this park happens to be in Morristown. A little back water rural area where black people only make up 5-7 percent of the population. The rest is either Mexicans of rednecks, mostly rednecks.



I didn't let that spoil my day though. I got up to the summit and I was floored at how beautiful it was. I mean it's just amazing and so peaceful and with the trees turning colors was the icing on the cake. I really needed this. It allowed me to forget all the bullshit and petty crap in my life and I could just let my mind go blank. Just enjoying the breeze, the sound of nature and marveling at the clouds. I stayed up there for a good 2 hours and watched the sun set. The only gripes were some hillbilly family and their fucking kids yapping all over the place, but I was able to block most of it out. I didn't travel all that way to have some white trash family ruin my moment of zen.



I returned home rested and calm, a rarity in itself!