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  • 101 western end of the gorge, and following along the Trail as it slants down toward the eastern end, one has a more intimate view of the river as it courses through the gorge. Here the whistle of the freight train rises from the track by the river to re-echo through the mountains, while the cars and trucks are as swiftly gliding insects on the highway. A hundred years ago a canal ran beside the river rapids and from the packet came the musical sound of the horn answered by the coach horn from the stage road high above. A hundred and fifty years ago there were oidy the long James River bateaux and dugout canoes riding down the river rapids with grain and flour, the crews far too busy keeping to the channel and pushing the craft from rocks with iron-tipped poles to blow horns. Our whole section south of the James has much to recommend it. There are many side trails of interest, such as the one to Belfast Slide or the Devils Marble Yard, a mountainside of huge granite blocks, and the one to Apple Orchard Falls. Later there will be shelters conveniently placed near water just as there will be north of the James. There is a quiet variety of beauty here. The Trail climbs from about 700 feet altitude at the James River to the rounded, gently-sloping crest of Apple Orchard Mountain at 4,224 feet, the highest point on our Trail section. The view from the fire tower is most enjoyable. Apple Orchard is a lovable mountain. In the spring the wild flowers gradually build up from the trillium carpeting the forest to the flame and spice azalea, the yellow lady's-slippers, and on until June when rhododendron rules supreme. There are places along the Trail near rock overlooks where thickets of rhododendron vie with the dark green of Carolina, hemlocks. At Camp Kewanzee the lavenelar blossoms edge fields of bluegrass and are splashed against the back drop of pines. Here too, the plants grow in such profusion in the ancient hemlock and oak forest called "The Jungle" that you cannot find your way without a blazed trail. Many of us think this spot would have been better named "The Cathedral," for within the cloister of rhododendron there is a hush —no sound save the rustle of the wind and the murmuring of the many springs rising up through the black earth—and the sun's rays slant in through the cool green of hemlock needles. Though the Trail now by-passes the Peaks of Otter to dip down along Bryants Ridge to the west, these two peaks still dominate all of this section as they have since the early days when, because of their outstanding location, people thought they were the highest mountains in the East. The Trail loses sight of them for the most part only when it descends through mature timber to the quiet of the deep gorge at the junction of Jennings and Middle Creeks. We like this part of the new Trail. Partridgeberry vines cover the ground beneath white pines and hemlocks. On a summer day it is cool here and clear water flows over soft gray bedrock in the creeks. The Trail mounts along Cove Mountain and the views again widen out, taking in the James where it flows close to the mountain wall of the valley. At Bearwallow Gap the Trail uses the underpass of the Buchanan Road to reach the southeast side of the Blue Ridge Parkway. The seven miles between Bearwallow and Black Horse Gaps, the end of the N. B. A. T. C. Trail section, provide some of our most beautiful and unusual scenery. Here the Trail and the Parkway are constantly running close to each other and then darting away around opposite sides of a knob. The Blue Rielge in this area is really a ridge and a very narrow one at that. The buffalo found this out and the Indian, knowing that these animals had the knack of finding the shortest and best routes through the mountains, followed their trails. The traders, trappers, and settlers in turn followed the Indian until the rails came and the thoroughfares that crossed the gaps in this small section became mere
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