Since Cloudland Canyon State Park in North Georgia is about an hours' drive from my community in Burning Bush my father would drive us up to the mountain after church on Sundays. We would stop along the way at an old country store for a "stick" of bologna and a loaf of Colonial sliced white bread. The views are exquisite and the falls were beckoning. There were no steps down during those years-it was slip and slide on a rocky path. Unfortunately for the reader I don't have a photo I can send online. The memories are vivid in my mind. Since then I've taken my children hiking and Civic Arts League had an all day artist retreat at one of the pavillions. Check it out. It's still magic!
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Sandra Babb