The four mile loop really isn't that bad but the parks service doesn't tell you that.
Cheyenne liked the altitude on a spring evening but the views didn't impress her.
Mill Mountain is the location of the world's largest artificial star, the usual hyperbole. The star is a cute way to give Roanoke a nickname. Birmingham Alabama is the magic city, Roanoke is e star city.
The sunset was okay but it was also an indication that the place was going to get dark and the parks service would sweep through the loop and hustle us out before they locked the gates.
It was pretty out there.
Virginia is filled with fields, narrow lanes and scattered houses.
The parking lot at the top was empty until my Labrador made an appearance and started prowling.
There was a narrow trail through the woods but it was too late to explore.
It looked intriguing with it's slate steps and handrail into the void.
So we came back next day and the wildlife was out in the sunshine.
It looked positively Hansen and Gretel in the light of day.
Cheyenne was wondering when the hills would stop.
She gamely climbed the steps my sweet aging girl.
The local undertaker came by and waited patiently,
...but Cheyenne easy to go just yet. We sat on a knob and admired the view together.
The hill was waiting for us on the return trip to the parking lot.
The view remained excellent.
We sat in the grass and I read while Cheyenne watched people come and go. I like the company of my dog.
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