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My Pisgah Story

My parents called it “hiking” but, having 4 sons of my own now, I realize it was more about getting the wild and destructive energy of 3 little boys out of the house. There were hikes up Mt Pisgah, now part of family lore, followed by dinners at the Pisgah Inn...... a well earned reward for the adults, no doubt! There were also camping trips and gallons and gallons of blueberries picked (and eaten) in Graveyard Fields and on Black Balsam. As an older child and camper at Camp Greenville there were trips to Sliding Rock, campouts at Cove Creek with trips down Slick Rock, picnics at Sycamore Flats, backpacking the Art Loeb with breakfasts of wild blueberry pancakes (still the best I’ve ever tasted), and exploring the claustrophobia inducing crevices of THE Shining Rock. 
As luck would have it, my wife, Katie, loved Pisgah too, even before we met. Our love for this place was further enhanced through our studies of Natural Resources, giving us a better appreciation of the geology and flora of this special place. We were engaged at a spot just off the parkway.  Since then, the majority of my time in Pisgah National Forest has been riding mountain bikes and fishing.  Apples don’t fall far from the tree. Our four sons have grown to love Pisgah as well, both with us and through their own camp experiences.  Appreciation and enjoyment of this amazing National Forest has been shared by multiple generations of my family, and it is my sincere belief that The Pisgah Conservancy will help us to leave this resource better than we found it.