I’ve been told this tower is the fifth to stand here. In 1926, the tower was nothing more than a platform between three chestnut trees with a small tent. The tent office housed a hand-crank telephone that was used to send news of fires that had been spotted.
It is no longer kept up. Have to be careful where you step.
The railings are only left on one side.
Many have visited, I really wonder who Joey Taco was.
If the Fog was more cooperative I think there would be a pretty good view of North Carolina.
To the west the clouds hid the sunset.
The glass is gone from the windows. And it can get pretty windy.