I spent Thanksgiving week in Georgia, as always. I flew in Friday night, and on Saturday we drove up to Tallulah Falls Gorge. It was one of their water-release weekends, so dozens of kayakers were braving the rapids created by the water flowing 500 cubic feet per second through the gorge. We walked down to the observation area to watch the kayaks - it was really cool. We took Harley with us, and he was a champ, even though he's blind. He wasn't thrilled with the stairs, but seemed to enjoy the adventure the rest of the time.
Dad, Ben, and I also walked down the many steps to the suspension bridge across the gorge. The walk down wasn't bad, but it wasn't so fun having to climb all those steps back to the top! But I love bridges, and the view from the bridge was lovely.
The temperature kept dropping as the afternoon went on, and so we left the gorge and headed to the quaint little alpine village of Helen, GA. I love this town - it reminds me so much of Germany, and at Christmas it is decorated so beautifully. And who should we meet right after we arrived in town but Santa Claus himself! He really was a great Santa, even though he was an Auburn fan. We wandered around town, visited the Christmas shoppe, warmed up with the richest white hot chocolate I've ever tasted, and took family pics in front of the Christmas tree.
We all had a really fun day - even Harley! It was a great way to enjoy the crisp autumn weather and falling leaves and ring in the Christmas season at the same time.