Why did the rock go to school? It wanted to be a little boulder!

Stepping into the narrow rock passage at Pinnacle Lookout felt like entering a hidden world carved by time itself. The towering rock walls on either side were like ancient sentinels, their layered textures telling stories of geological epochs long past. Each step was a careful negotiation over uneven rocks and patches of moss, with sparse vegetation clinging tenaciously to life in the crevices. At the end of this dramatic corridor, a metal staircase beckoned me upward, promising even more breathtaking views. The overcast sky above cast a soft light that highlighted every contour and crevice of this rugged terrain. It was a humbling reminder of nature’s enduring power and beauty.