I remember traveling to Kinzua on November 3rd in hopes of catching the tail end of autumn's color palette. We were pretty pumped to see no one else was there on a Friday morning but were disappointed when we realized we were about a week too late. As we walked below the bridge, I pointed out a single bright red leaf to @nrbaran and we proceeded to remark how strong willed it must be or something to that regard.
It's amazing how you forget what the trees looked like now that the leaves are coming in. I suppose in July I'll forget and wonder what they were like in the dead of Winter, but then again, probably not.