Mena, Arkansas - Rich Mountain

At least the fowl weren't roosters, because I'm not sure how a bunch of cock-a-doodle-doo'ing would have been taken the next morning. 

We woke up ready to start fresh and make the most of it all!  I was really excited to drive around and check out the small town.  We decided to head up the mountain and check out Queen Wilhelmina state park.  The foliage along the way was really pretty!  Inch by inch it started to get a little more overcast though, until almost at the top of the mountain we drove straight in to a huge mess of fog.  It was almost instant, it was so crazy!  Josh slowed to a crawl and within minutes we decided this was good for nothing and we needed to head back down.  It was as thick as pea soup!!  (I love that saying!)

  

I saw a drive way out my side of the car and hollered at Josh to turn in.  He couldn't even see it from his side of the car...it was that thick!  Joseph was pretty concerned about it all and didn't like it, but Josh and I wanted to park and check out where we were.  It happened to be a little house (an old cute stone cabin from way back) and amphitheater.  I snapped a couple of pictures then we headed on.

 

As we were heading back out, Josh thought he saw a light through the fog and we ended up finding another driveway that lead to the park office and a huge train - in remembrance of the railways that were the source for development of this part of Arkansas back in the day.  It was a big huge grey steam engine that looked just like an eerie ghost train with all the fog.  (The blinding white behind Alaina is fog.)

As we headed back down I snapped this shot from one of the vistas.  We were going to come back the next day when it wasn't so overcast and foggy and try again.  It was fun traipsing around fog but we couldn't see a darn thing. 

Strike two of the trip?  Perhaps.  But at least I was getting some good practice at rolling with the punches.