We hiked up a Blood Mountain. Which just sounds weird to say. We were staying at Vogel State Park and our camp site was inbetween Slaughter and Blood Mountain. Apparently way back when it was legend that two Indian Tribes had a war here. And the rivers turned red with blood. It was sort of this spooky beautiful location. There seemed to be a lot of heaviness in the air. We went on a pretty long walk ended up taking the wrong path and hiked straight up the hardest part of the mountain instead of the stroll we thought we were taking. Sadly Rolldog can no longer able to go on the long hikes. So it was just us and The Dude. Didn’t really see much wild life other then a ton of spiders!!