To celebrate my nearing the end of James Lee McDonough's Chattanooga: Death Knell of The Confederacy, I visited Orchard Knob and Bragg Reservation today. As today was foggy, rainy, and Sunday, I had Orchard Knob to myself. The solemnity and sanctity of my visit was enhanced thanks to the scent of Sunday morning incense which I assume was coming from the nearby Greek Orthodox Church.
As most everyone here knows, reading a book is one thing, having access to a plethora of maps to assist in reading is another, but to tread on the same (albeit vastly developed) landscape is another.
As most everyone here knows, reading a book is one thing, having access to a plethora of maps to assist in reading is another, but to tread on the same (albeit vastly developed) landscape is another.