Up the Road in Georgia

New road! Yee-haw! We’re headed north on 221 out of Douglas and General Coffee, (home of the Gopher Tortoise), planning to hit the 4 lanes of Hwy. 341 west to I-75. Our next park is on I-75, which is why it has over 500,000 visitors a year. High Falls State Park is a popular stop for eastern snowbirds.

Enigma, Snipesville, Huffer, Towns, Haynesville, Scotland, Lumber City, Chauncey, Rhine …little Georgia towns. This south-central part of Georgia seems to be over the drought they had the last two years, but are still severely depressed, economically. At least I think they are. The town we just left also suffers, generally, from indifference and indecision. When you are trying to overcome objections in sales, you just kind of have to bow out when faced with indifference. We did okay this year, better than last year, but if we can get a couple of South Carolina parks, closer to the kids, we will let General Coffee State Park go. We do 20 parks a year, and don’t want to do any more, so if we get a new one, we have to let an old one go.

Jason and Jamie, the four kids and dog drove down to spend a long Easter weekend with us. They’re about 9 hours away, so it was a major effort. And it was wonderful. Xander slept in the tent with mom and dad, and the three girls and Roxy slept in the front of the bus. The couch makes a queen bed and the table breaks down to make a single.Â
We ate outside at the picnic table; the weather was nippy at night but with bright, sunny days.

The kids went fishing and trooped through the mossy woods to find a geo cache and leave one of their own. Easter morning we woke to find the oak forest around us bright with plastic easter eggs. I was glad to get up early as my bed was full of sugar. The Easter Bunny forgot to put the peeps in the baskets, and at 3:30 a.m. I was trying to get the wrappers off quietly in the dark. Arghhh! After the kids left I was upset to find blood on the screen door and in the bathroom. Much relieved, I discovered it was chocolate.

There are lots of pecan orchards in this part of the south. They aren’t leafy yet, so stand black and skeletal against the new green grass. The Yoshino Cherry trees are in full bloom, a cotton candy color, great puffs of them filling the town squares and roadsides.Â
Macon (about 40 miles south of High Falls) has a 10-day festival to celebrate. We have missed the bed race but hope to catch some “porch pickin.”

My feeder is attracting lots of little sparrows and wrens. I got some special sunflower/saffron seed for the cardinals and they feed off the ground under the feeder. My favorite tufted tit mouse is evident from its loud “neener-neener-neener” cry. Life is good.

Love,