On the first day of our trip a car stopped at a viewpoint minutes after we pulled off to take photos. A guy got out and showed us a photo he took of a black bear that crossed the very road we drove moments before. While hiking to our car the following day, a couple caught up to us on the way down and said they had just seen a black bear cub on the trail a little after we had passed. During a hike the next day, a man heading up the trail while we were heading down passed us, but a minute later turned around and caught up to us saying he heard a very loud growl coming from behind some trees. While we missed seeing interesting wildlife 3 days in a row, we managed to see a lot of trees. A lot of trees. Though, they sure didn’t disappoint.
Caption from @flyfishingthesmokies - Plunge pool after plunge pool full of Brook trout waiting for the right dry fly to drift past. Often times you catch six or more from one pool. Theres just something special about fly fishing in the Great Smoky Mountains this time of year. .