Amicalola Falls

Yesterday, I went with our senior adult group here at the church to Amicalola Falls--the highest waterfalls east of the Mississippi. B-e-a-utiful. Up in the mountains, where the north Georgia mountains start. The foothills of the Appalachians--in fact, the start of the Applachian Trail (remember that from Oregon Trail, anybody?) starts seven miles from this state park. That trail goes all the way to Maine--2,140 miles of hiking trail. Wow, would that be cool. Anyway, this is looking out the window of the lodge we ate at.

Again, the lodge. This was our view during lunch.

This is the trail to the actual falls. This trail is made out of recycled tires--really cool, really squishy. There were some stairs (420 of them to be exact) to climb to the top of the falls. I went up part of the way and realized it was going to take a while to get up there. Probably would have done it--but did not want to slow the group down.

The falls.

Our church bus in the parking lot of the trail.

We stopped at a pumpkin farm on the way back. A lot of pumpkins. Had a hay-ride and all sorts of pumpkin stuff there. Pretty cool.

That is one big pumpkin.

We hope to share some pictures and tales from the past couple of weeks with you soon--just have to find some time to sit down and do it.

How 'bout them Cowboys????

--be