As part of the 1996 Atlanta Summer Olympics, the Ocoee River near Ducktown, Tennessee was host to the first whitewater Olympic events held on a natural river. Not that it was entirely natural by the time of the Olympics – a significant amount of engineering went into preparing it for the events. It is still Read More →

The hike from Amicalola Falls  to Springer Mountain was just a stop on the way to our true destination – John’s second hometown of Blue Ridge, Georgia. He spent his childhood in New Port Richey, Florida, where we spent a month preparing the van for this trip, but moved to Blue Ridge for those oh-so-important formative teenage Read More →

I have a confession to make – I want to do a lot of hiking on this trip, but I have been absolutely neglecting actually researching the hikes. Partly this was because I didn’t want to torture myself by imagining verdant vistas while sweltering under the mid-summer Florida sun. I knew we would have some Read More →

We’ve pushed north into Atlanta and I dragged Heidi to meet even more of my friends and family. 🙂 If I remember correctly she’s counted 23 relatives since landing in FL just six weeks ago.  I can only hope I  handle the constant new faces and personalities as well as she has! The first stop Read More →