We like to get high.
No, not on drugs but actual height. As in we are going to try to hit the highest point in as many states as possible. Which brings me to this post...
Brasstown Bald, North Georgia.
Every good road trip should start off with someone receiving
A ticket. $117 for driving over the median to get in the turn lane.
Then a must stop
Bass Pro.
Shark bait.
Crooked eye is looking less crooked lately.
We drove up to Helen, GA. We did some touristy stuff and then headed North to where we would camp. We turned off onto a dirt road that would lead us to a campground (Upper Chattahoochee), but we found plenty of camping along the way. We picked a site..
And not more than a few minutes later...
It started pouring!!!!!!
Where all the smart people hung out.
I have to admit... I was really glad it rained before we set our tent up. It showed us where NOT to put the tent up!!
Sean worked diligently to get the tent up, a tarp and even made sure that there was proper drainage in camp.
Camp life with little girls is interesting.
Millie was not scary at all....
Working on getting a fire going.
With sparklers of course! It was 4th of July weekend!!!!!
The children began playing a game I like to call hand-eye coordination. As you can see, Millie doesn't have much yet.
Thank you Chris-tal for throwing that right at a girl's face!
I guess now is a good time to introduce our friend Chris (dubbed Chris-tal by Millie).
Whoops... hand-eye facilitator was lost in the river. If you are walking on that log, I'm keeping my camera on standby!
This could get interesting!
OK, so Chris-tal didn't fall in, but my Sean the bomb (aka the real man... no offense Chris-tal) retrieved the item and no, he didn't fall in either!
Cooking in the fire.
Here is the part of the story where I tell you how Chris-tal left his keys in the front seat of his truck. Then shut the door and realized the truck was locked.... but his keys were right there!! His wallet and cell phone too! We are basically in the middle of nowhere on a dirt road that is going to wash out at anytime and HE LOCKED HIS KEYS IN THE TRUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After some calling, driving and digging around, we finally located someone willing to come out and give the poor guy a hand. I'm so glad too because I didn't really want to tie Chris-tal to the top of the Jeep all the way home.
We love turtles.
Hanging out in Helen. I also discovered that my daughter is apparently a kleptomaniac. Autumn tried to steal something from the Christmas shop. Which reminds me... guess it is time to have a serious talk with the girl about stealing and GOING TO JAIL.
The next morning, we drove to Brasstown Bald.
Millie was my hiking partner. It was a wee bit windy.
We saw oodles of snails.
Autumn picked up every. single. one.
Apparently snails were too disgusting for the chalk, sand, feet, shoes and brick licker. Seriously Millie?
4,784 feet. Who knew Georgia could get so high?
Photo op.
Gust of wind. Sean and I nearly lost our hats. Thank you Chris-tal for taking the photo.
Here we go with snail removal again! I suppose to her defense, she was worried about them getting stepped on.
Random Roww sighting.
Random good girl sighting. They both did really well on this hike.
Doing some exploring of the campground we were near.
Pretty flowers.
River crossing in the Jeep. I don't know why, but that thoroughly entertained the little people.
Creepy Gary Bider. (This is out of sequence but here is my bider story::
The girls and I were in the Jeep, on our merry way to grab a bite to eat when out of nowhere, Autumn pops out of her seat screaming bloody murder. I'm trying to figure out what is going on when (insert scary music here) I look over and see two large tentacle looking legs climbing over the passenger seat headrest. I begin screaming and driving, well, not so good. The thing finally climbs over and I realize it is a daddy long leg. I cease screaming and find a place to pull over. Autumn is still shrieking. I escort Mr Daddy long leg out of the Jeep and get Autumn buckled back in. Thank goodness just us girls were in the Jeep because if Sean had been driving and Mr Daddy long legs climbed over my head, there would have most definitely been a wreck!)
On our way back into our campsite, we discover a
Bear! Everyone was so excited. I will admit it. I did not think we would ever, ever, ever see a bear in Georgia. Millie even proclaimed, "MY FIRST BEAR!" So cute.
I know they are blurry, but these are the pictures people.
I'm a bear.
Sean kicked the bear out of our campsite and I guess you could say that silly old bear did seem a bit confused... Wait, aren't you supposed to be afraid of me? I am a bear after all....
After the bear excitement, we went to check out some
HUGE WATERFALLS!
I need to find the reason we took this photo Sean Jordan.
More camp life.
The things you can discover about your children when you shut out the noise of our busy world.
Best friends.
Maybe it doesn't look like it because of the photos, but it rained A LOT! I know that we must have gotten over 6 inches of rain. I'm thinking more.
But we still managed to have fun, fire and just good old family time.
Our last night camping, it was raining horribly. We were so close to the river that I kept getting this feeling that the river was going to rise and sweep our tent away. I woke up many times to look and make sure we were safe from the water. I guess Sean did too.
This is what it sounds like:
Who wouldn't sleep like a baby with that in their ear all night!!
My husband, God love him, tore camp apart (Chris-tal too) without complaint. Love that man to pieces.
I forgot to add that Chris-tal only had to pay $60 to get his keys out!! He made out better than us!
Something I realized about myself POST camping....
I am more afraid of a Gary Bider than I am of a bear.... Something is not right with this picture!!!
And that is my post about getting high in Georgia.
The Jordan's.
Brasstown Bald, North Georgia.
Every good road trip should start off with someone receiving
A ticket. $117 for driving over the median to get in the turn lane.
Then a must stop
Bass Pro.
Shark bait.
Crooked eye is looking less crooked lately.
We drove up to Helen, GA. We did some touristy stuff and then headed North to where we would camp. We turned off onto a dirt road that would lead us to a campground (Upper Chattahoochee), but we found plenty of camping along the way. We picked a site..
And not more than a few minutes later...
It started pouring!!!!!!
Where all the smart people hung out.
I have to admit... I was really glad it rained before we set our tent up. It showed us where NOT to put the tent up!!
Sean worked diligently to get the tent up, a tarp and even made sure that there was proper drainage in camp.
Camp life with little girls is interesting.
Millie was not scary at all....
Working on getting a fire going.
With sparklers of course! It was 4th of July weekend!!!!!
The children began playing a game I like to call hand-eye coordination. As you can see, Millie doesn't have much yet.
Thank you Chris-tal for throwing that right at a girl's face!
I guess now is a good time to introduce our friend Chris (dubbed Chris-tal by Millie).
Whoops... hand-eye facilitator was lost in the river. If you are walking on that log, I'm keeping my camera on standby!
This could get interesting!
OK, so Chris-tal didn't fall in, but my Sean the bomb (aka the real man... no offense Chris-tal) retrieved the item and no, he didn't fall in either!
Cooking in the fire.
Here is the part of the story where I tell you how Chris-tal left his keys in the front seat of his truck. Then shut the door and realized the truck was locked.... but his keys were right there!! His wallet and cell phone too! We are basically in the middle of nowhere on a dirt road that is going to wash out at anytime and HE LOCKED HIS KEYS IN THE TRUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After some calling, driving and digging around, we finally located someone willing to come out and give the poor guy a hand. I'm so glad too because I didn't really want to tie Chris-tal to the top of the Jeep all the way home.
We love turtles.
Hanging out in Helen. I also discovered that my daughter is apparently a kleptomaniac. Autumn tried to steal something from the Christmas shop. Which reminds me... guess it is time to have a serious talk with the girl about stealing and GOING TO JAIL.
The next morning, we drove to Brasstown Bald.
Millie was my hiking partner. It was a wee bit windy.
We saw oodles of snails.
Autumn picked up every. single. one.
Apparently snails were too disgusting for the chalk, sand, feet, shoes and brick licker. Seriously Millie?
4,784 feet. Who knew Georgia could get so high?
Photo op.
Gust of wind. Sean and I nearly lost our hats. Thank you Chris-tal for taking the photo.
Here we go with snail removal again! I suppose to her defense, she was worried about them getting stepped on.
Random Roww sighting.
Random good girl sighting. They both did really well on this hike.
Doing some exploring of the campground we were near.
Pretty flowers.
River crossing in the Jeep. I don't know why, but that thoroughly entertained the little people.
Creepy Gary Bider. (This is out of sequence but here is my bider story::
The girls and I were in the Jeep, on our merry way to grab a bite to eat when out of nowhere, Autumn pops out of her seat screaming bloody murder. I'm trying to figure out what is going on when (insert scary music here) I look over and see two large tentacle looking legs climbing over the passenger seat headrest. I begin screaming and driving, well, not so good. The thing finally climbs over and I realize it is a daddy long leg. I cease screaming and find a place to pull over. Autumn is still shrieking. I escort Mr Daddy long leg out of the Jeep and get Autumn buckled back in. Thank goodness just us girls were in the Jeep because if Sean had been driving and Mr Daddy long legs climbed over my head, there would have most definitely been a wreck!)
On our way back into our campsite, we discover a
Bear! Everyone was so excited. I will admit it. I did not think we would ever, ever, ever see a bear in Georgia. Millie even proclaimed, "MY FIRST BEAR!" So cute.
I know they are blurry, but these are the pictures people.
I'm a bear.
Sean kicked the bear out of our campsite and I guess you could say that silly old bear did seem a bit confused... Wait, aren't you supposed to be afraid of me? I am a bear after all....
After the bear excitement, we went to check out some
HUGE WATERFALLS!
I need to find the reason we took this photo Sean Jordan.
More camp life.
The things you can discover about your children when you shut out the noise of our busy world.
Best friends.
Maybe it doesn't look like it because of the photos, but it rained A LOT! I know that we must have gotten over 6 inches of rain. I'm thinking more.
But we still managed to have fun, fire and just good old family time.
Our last night camping, it was raining horribly. We were so close to the river that I kept getting this feeling that the river was going to rise and sweep our tent away. I woke up many times to look and make sure we were safe from the water. I guess Sean did too.
This is what it sounds like:
Who wouldn't sleep like a baby with that in their ear all night!!
My husband, God love him, tore camp apart (Chris-tal too) without complaint. Love that man to pieces.
I forgot to add that Chris-tal only had to pay $60 to get his keys out!! He made out better than us!
Something I realized about myself POST camping....
I am more afraid of a Gary Bider than I am of a bear.... Something is not right with this picture!!!
And that is my post about getting high in Georgia.
The Jordan's.
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