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| | Mount Mitchell and the Black Mountains, by Timothy Silver. Preface. (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-21) |
 | | My earliest Black Mountain memories are of summer afternoons spent wading in the South Toe, the distinctive crackle of campfires at twilight, and the not-quite-musty smell of our gray-green canvas tent. |
 | | Though I, perhaps as much as any North Carolinian, think of the Black Mountains as a special place and worry about their future, I initially tried to write about them as if I were a stranger to the region. |
 | | More general readers interested in the Black Mountains for their own sakeincluding those who have hiked the same trails, slept in the same woods, and fished the same streams as Imay wish to think of the book simply as the story of a unique and wonderful place, one that is, regrettably, very much at risk. |
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