Among my favorites, Mt. Rogers (about 30 miles or so north of Damascus) is special: It was winter in May - 15 degrees, and we had 1" of snow on the shelter table in the morning, the Monday after Trail Days! - but it was the wildest, most remote feeling so far. And coming out of the shelter to see the Grayson Highland ponies, in multiple herds, was delightful. They're mostly tame, and each mare had a new foal, as cute as foals should be. We chatted (I talked, they whinnied), and I kept going. That afternoon the temps were in the 70s. Everything the Trail should be, and often is, was there.
"Well a promise made, is a debt unpaid, and the Trail has its own stern code." -- Robert Service