{"id":420,"date":"2011-11-12T10:39:48","date_gmt":"2011-11-12T14:39:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/marksisco.com\/blog\/?p=420"},"modified":"2011-11-12T11:17:53","modified_gmt":"2011-11-12T15:17:53","slug":"no-wonder-theyre-called-the-smokies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/?p=420","title":{"rendered":"No Wonder They&#8217;re Called &#8220;The Smokies&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A cold, October morning on top of the world.\u00a0 I was, figuratively, and almost literally, too.\u00a0 Carl, Brent, and I scouted this area the prior day with the express intent of shooting a sunrise overlook of the Smoky forest.\u00a0 Little did we know we would be so lucky as to have such a wonderfully foggy valley.<\/p>\n<p>The colors were phenomenal, and the mood from the side lighting and rising fog was captivating.\u00a0 It was a cold morning, but especially so on top of the mountain with a slight breeze and clear skies.<\/p>\n<p>Beyond the upper left corner of this image was Townsend, TN, the small community we stayed in during the trip.\u00a0 It was covered in fog until 10:30 or so.\u00a0 When we returned for morning coffee at our favorite coffee shop following this shoot, it was almost as if we stepped into another world where there was no sun and the mist gave misgivings of potential rain.\u00a0 But having seen the &#8220;larger picture&#8221; from on high at sunrise, we knew it was only a matter of time until the warm sunshine burned off the fog and set the stage for another full day of colorful exploring and shooting.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_419\" style=\"width: 710px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-419\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-419\" title=\"GSMNP_218b\" src=\"http:\/\/marksisco.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/GSMNP_218b-700x466.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"700\" height=\"466\" srcset=\"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/GSMNP_218b-700x466.jpg 700w, https:\/\/marksisco.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/GSMNP_218b-1024x682.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/marksisco.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/GSMNP_218b.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 700px) 100vw, 700px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-419\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The Smokies from Foothills Parkway<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A cold, October morning on top of the world.\u00a0 I was, figuratively, and almost literally, too.\u00a0 Carl, Brent, and I scouted this area the prior day with the express intent of shooting a sunrise overlook of the Smoky forest.\u00a0 Little did we know we would be so lucky as to have such a wonderfully foggy [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[17,5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/420"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=420"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/420\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":426,"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/420\/revisions\/426"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=420"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=420"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=420"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}