A couple of weeks ago, I packed up for a weekend getaway with two other people: Myself and I. I headed over to Blue Ridge, Georgia, where I had my very own hotel room!
Then, because I'm "old," I went to bed, because the morning would bring trail exploration.
After dinner, I headed back to the hotel. I was beginning to feel the effects of the hike. Time to rest up. I turned on the TV again (just to make sure) and happened to catch "The Outlaw Josey Wales." I've seen that movie a dozen times, but thought it might not be a bad idea to watch it again. I made it up to Granny's famous 'doodly-squat' line, and the "Missouri boatride" scene before my book started calling to me.
Sunday morning I was up and stumbling to the lobby for my coffee fairly early. (One thing I REALLY, REALLY like about being at home is decent morning coffee that I don't have to get dressed to obtain.) I had more hiking on my mind.
I lazed around as long as I could stand it, then packed my stuff and checked out. I had a trail to find, but on the way, I saw an opportunity to learn yet more about the Tennessee Valley Authority's conquering of the Tennessee River. John and I have been studying this system for several years now, and are coming to a deeper appreciation of this engineering feat. Back in July we spent a day or two in the vicinity of the Pickwick Dam. And now this!
Well, the day was getting on, and I knew I had to head back to the car and make my way home. I saw this country cemetery and had to stop. I know there's a line in a old-time bluegrass song somewhere about that sweet mountain valley resting place.
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I've always been fascinated by the Tate Elementary School building. On this day, a Sunday, I decided to stop and look at it close up. It's quite impressive, and used to be the high school.
All in all, a wonderful little get-away with Me, Myself, and I.