Since I’m going on this trip with my dad, I thought it would be cool to have him tell you about some of our adventures since he’s such a great writer and has a great sense of humour and just to give you a different perspective. Here are his thoughts on the first stop of our trip:
Today was a day, and a long weekend, that Zach and I had been looking forward to for a long time. We got to resume one of our favorite activities- “high-pointing,” this time in the state of Louisiana. After our night in Ruston (home to Louisiana Tech, Terry Bradshaw’s alma mater), we drove through a sparsely populated region in north-central Louisiana. We parked next to the Mount Zion Presbyterian Church and cemetery off route 507, to begin the trail to the top of Driskill Mountain. At 535 feet above sea level, it is the third lowest high point in the US. (Trivia question- can you name the two shorter high points?) It was a beautiful and peaceful Good Friday morning. We hiked through a pine and hardwood forest, with some scattered wildflowers, to the sound of birds chirping. It was certainly not a long or difficult hike. The land is privately owned, but high-pointers are welcome, and the trail was well-marked. At the summit, a new sign has been recently installed, along with a couple of new benches. Signing the guest register, we were surprised to learn that we were NOT the first to the summit today…two guys from Reno, Nevada has been to the summit shortly after midnight! For me, this marked my 30th state highpoint, while it was the 29th for Zach. Our faithful companion “Mokey” has been with us for most of them. Back at the church, we noted that some of the Driskill family, for which the mountain was named, were buried there in the cemetery. The weather was perfect, and we moved on toward our next adventure. (Trivia answer…Florida has the lowest high point, followed by Delaware.)
These were shot with my Nikon D600 with my 24-75mm f/2.8.