Wayne went with me for a few minutes but then said he wanted to go watch the water instead.
I checked my watch and started up the trail, vowing to keep my promise and keep it quick. There were little waterways criss-crossing the trail that probably weren't normally there.
And waterways that looked a little more permanent making their way down the mountain to the Little River below.
What would a good hike be without fungi? I spotted this one at the bottom of a "seep" next to the trail.
I had to keep my eyes open because there were a lot of exposed roots hiding under some of the leaves that would make for a nasty fall on this trail that climbed steadily up the mountainside.
I climbed for about 15 minutes and it seemed I was nearing a spot where the trail would level off but I turned around and made my way back to the parking lot to rejoin Wayne. I got enough exercise to hold me over for the day.
After we got back in the truck and headed toward Townsend I made Wayne stop at the Meigs Falls turnout for a look. I saw some pictures on the internet that looked like they were taken near the falls themselves so there must be a way back there unless they just crossed the river on foot. Entirely possible at some other time perhaps.