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NORTH GEORGIA IN COLD WEATHER
Weather has a profound effect on human health and well-being especially when you travel north during cold weather and you are of the older generation. I am an excellent example of this. For our third trip I left Kennesaw December 28th on my way to Ellijay between eight and nine in the morning in thirty-one degree temperatures. A brisk wind was blowing so cold that it felt like it was coming straight off artic ice. I now know why older people travel south for the winter.
I would like to say it is old age but I’ve never been great at checking the gas in my car and have ended up in some pretty precarious situations over the years. When I realized I was going to have to get out in the bitter cold to put gas in my car I cringed. But, I discovered that it wasn’t as bad as I thought with my woolen sox hat atop my head, a pair of woolen gloves on my hands, and a fleeced lined jacket protecting my body. This great revelation came to me, however, after I defrosted my face.
Now to say that Robert lives in the foothills of the mountains would not be an understatement. I took him a Christmas present from south Georgia and this Christmas present was full of glass. It stayed intact from the time I left Cordele until I arrived in Ellijay. This is his drive.
This is his drive and behind his house during the snow this year. Thank goodness it wasn't snowing that day.
Get the idea! This is the foothills of the mountains!!!!!
I pulled into the drive and turned at the semi-circle, greeted Robert, and when I opened the back door to get his present out of my CUV (cute utility vehicle) his present proceeded to fall out of the vehicle and crash onto the cement. It had turned over when I headed down the drive and had lodged against the door.
We were lucky. Nothing broke. Actually he was lucky or unlucky however you want to look at it because I think I started an addiction. Something I’ll tell you about later.
We immediately left for Dillard out intended destination for lunch at the Dillard House. We had to run by Robert’s bank for money—something I didn’t mind at all because it gave me a chance to run around behind the bank and take pictures. How many of us can say that we have a scene like this behind our bank?
Ellijay has three rivers running through it: the Ellijay River, the Cartecay River which join to become the Coosawattee River. We think that this is the Cartecay River just before it joins the Ellijay River.
Still in thirty-one degree temperatures we hit Highway #76 which is almost a straight shot from Ellijay to Dillard.Through Blue Ridge, Blairsville, and Hiawassee we went. And then outside of Hiawassee we came upon the first clue that it was definitely cold.
Along side Highway #76 we found this waterfall partially frozen.
In Clayton we turned onto Highway #441 and it was just a short distance to one of the best meals I’ve had in years. Lunch at the Dillard House is a real treat for sure.
And walking around in the parking lot guess what we found.
Here we are inside the Dillard House.
The Dillard House was our first encounter with farm animals that day but it was not our last encounter. Since one of my preferences is taking pictures of old mills from the Dillard House we headed to Sylvan Bed and Breakfast for pictures of the waterfall and mill. As we headed down the narrow road to the mill here's what we found coming toward us.
The fence was down and the cows had gotten out. I must say it has been years since I have been this close to cows.
And then we arrived at Sylvan Bed and Breakfast.
The Bed and Breakfast was closed for the winter I guess so we had plenty of opportunities for photos. I wasn’t happy with the pictures we took at Sylvan Falls. It was right after lunch and the lighting was wrong. So our next trip to the Dillard House, which will be soon, we plan on running by there again.
The road to Sylvan Falls offered us a lot of interesting things to see besides the cows and the Falls. Here is one of the barns we found on the Sylvan Falls road.
From Sylvan Falls we headed back the way we came and stopped by Moccasin Creek State Park.
We passed many unique old buildings along the way.
The waterfall was still partially frozen on the way back to Ellijay.
Hiawassee is truly the land of lakes.
Late in the afternoon with night falling fast on us, we returned to Ellijay.
Stay tuned with us for Trip Four and to see what Robert's new addiction is.
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How It All Began
Everyone Needs a Garmin
North Georgia in Cold Weather
A Journey of Conviction
