Kent motored us smoothly through spiral curves and tunnel after tunnel.  Views were spectacular.   As we neared the top of Mt Pisgah we began to see pickup trucks along the side of the road.  Lots of them.   Guys wearing blaze orange hats were milling around at overlooks.  Some of them carried tracking antenna.  What was up?    Then we heard it, the baying hounds.  Hey, how can they be bear hunting right here in the Park?   What a bummer for an otherwise beautiful day.

Footnote: the next day the national forest webpage announced back country closure all around Mt Pisgah because of aggressive bears stealing food and ransacking backcountry camps.   It looks like the Park had sent the orange hats in to track down the offending bears.  So sad.