Photos: Hike to Alum Cave in Great Smoky Mountains National Park

Alum Cave in the Smoky Mountains.
Alum Cave in the Smokies. 

This is the most popular trail of the national park. It gets busy. At 9:30 a.m. there was not parking space in the trailhead. The truck ended on a side of the road at a 15% slope according to the inclinometer. Some stuff felt out when I opened the rear door. Gravity.  

The Alum Cave Trail reaches the summit of Mt. LeConte, the third highest summit in the park. There is a lodge up there, an exclusive place for hikers because there is not road. Walk, baby walk! Our plan is to hike only to Alum Cave. 

Creek in the Alum Cave trail - Photo: Still Gravity.
Beautiful creeks up there. 

On the way, we went through the celebrated Arch Rock. It's said that a flash flood created this beauty in the 1990s. The water moved the gigantic boulder, and we got an iconic place. 

Bridge through the Arch Rock - Photo: Still Gravity.
Arch Rock in the Alum Cave trail. 

A little after, metal wires on the walls help to secure the steps and we got the views of Inspiration Point. Now we are tall over the mountains.  

The Smoky Mountains seen from the trail - Photo: Still Gravity.
The Smokies in all their splendor. 

Our photos don't make justice to the beauty of these rocky cliffs. Disappointing. You must go and see. 

The trail narrowed again and the metal wires anchored on the rocks returned. 

C in a narrow part of the trail - Photo: Still Gravity.
C going up - some parts get narrow, but not too bad. 

Water dripping down on the rocks. The sunlight shining on the tiny drops. There we met some Spanish girls visiting America. They were having a blast.  

Ten minutes more and... Alum Cave.

Approach to Alum Cave - Photo: Still Gravity.
The approach to Alum Cave. 

Technically, Alum Cave is just a high bluff with alum deposits painting the walls, 

Resting in Alum Cave - Photo: Still Gravity.
Taking a long break under the cover of the rocks. Fresh place. 

Seated there, we couldn't move our eyes from the magnificent views. Green, yellows, and oranges intermixing in a cacophony of forms and colors. The mighty autumn palette.

This point was the end of our hike. Two miles more and we would reach Mt. LeConte. Spending a night at the lodge would be cool - and also cold -, but reservations are needed to overnight there. Something for another time. We are not done with the Smokies.

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