Shores Lake

After eating some burgers from the Oark Cafe, Zack and I tried to decide where to go next for more call color photos. We decided to visit a place called Fern Gully, which is a neat area that is popular with rock climbers (and sadly not the magical rainforest from the movie FernGully). So we drove off, but never did make it to Fern Gully. We got distracted along the way...

We made a quick stop at Turner Bend, along the Mulberry River. The bridge here is a "Parker pony truss bridge, with three spans and a total structure length of 446 feet." The bridge was built in 1935 and is one of the few remaining bridges of its type remaining in the state.



We left the pavement and went along the dirt road the points in the direction of Shores Lake and White Rock Mountain. But we soon pulled to a stop to get pictures of these pine trees. It was pouring rain while we were there, which looks like fog in the photo.



And then we made it to a small overlook of Shores Lake, and it was breathtaking. It had stopped raining, and thick fog was drifting along the lake and the mountains.







We spent a few hours here, watching the fog drift and move along the mountains.



We never made it to Fern Gully, so we'll have to save that for another trip.





I was going to camp at White Rock Mountain that night, so I headed out and drove down the road to Shores Lake. The 82-acre lake is popular with campers and for fishing. I had to stop to get a picture from the shore of Shores Lake, as fog drifted amongst the trees and was reflected in the still waters.



It was almost sunset, so I hurried to get up to White Rock Mountain before it got dark. Of course some closed roads and heavy fog would make for an interesting drive. More on that story on the next post....