This third installment in a three-part post about an Appalachian autumn road trip from Florida to Georgia is part of our Retro Roadtrip series.
Note: The following revised and annotated post is part of our new Retro Roadtrip series. This 3-part post is about an autumn road trip I took by myself from Florida to Georgia and was originally posted November 15, 2008, on my Nathan’s Uncle blog.
Then I drove over and UP to Brasstown Bald. At 4784 feet, it is the highest point in Georgia, and not too far from Pinebox, my mountain cabin. It is quite a hike straight up the mountain from the parking lot, very steep, but a lovely walk if you take your time. A shuttle is available for a nominal fee.
I left Brasstown Bald and drove just down the road to my buddy Dan Easton’s house, or rather “houses.” Dan owns two pre-Civil War cabins. He lives in one and rents the other one. Mountain Man Dan, AKA Mr. Blairsville, is a local realtor and owner of Three Springs Realty. If you are looking for mountain property, Dan is the man! Since I’m giving free advertising, I can’t overlook Sarah Davis, the wonderful realtor who helped me find my Pinebox in 2003. Sarah owns Cozy Cove Realty, and she is a lot prettier than Dan! (Just kidding, Danny Boy . . . .)
WITH blackest moss the flower-pots
Were thickly crusted, one and all;
The rusted nails fell from the knots
That held the pear to the gable wall.
The broken sheds look’d sad and strange;
Unlifted was the clinking latch:
Weeded and worn the ancient thatch
Upon the lonely moated grange . . . .
—Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)
Dan plants a big organic garden every spring and lets the deer eat all they want. Believe it or not, even though it was October, there were still a few tomatoes left on the vine, and I got to make a tomato sandwich. Dan also fried up some Nantahala sausage to go with it. Dan makes pinto beans and cornbread at least once a week. His kitchen smells like my Granny Hinson’s kitchen. Can you say heaven? You should stop in if you are ever in the area.