I have searched high and low, East and West, North and South, in my unending quest for the perfect yodeling spot. This outcrop of lichen covered rock overlooking early spring blooms of Serviceberry high above the Blue Ridge Parkway certainly seemed a good candidate.
Yodeling works best at an open spot like this where all the mountains and valleys can hear your echo, and where all the birds and bees can flee for cover.
Yet this day was too windy and cold for a good old fashion yodel. So my quest continues ever onward for the perfect yodeling spot.