Dillard, GA area
Started the day with a side trip to Sky Valley,
GA, which is about 4 miles from the campground. Seemed straightforward enough,
but most of the 4 miles was up. Even crossed into North Carolina briefly to get
there. Not much there other than Sky Valley Country Club. Golf was not on
today’s agenda, but might be on a future trip. Photo from sign at overlook, and
a photo looking down on the campground in Dillard, GA. We were driving the
Toyota, so the eagle-eyed might can see Sprinty in the overlook photo.
Next on the agenda was a trip to Black Rock Mountain State Park, the highest state park in GA. Located near Mountain City, GA, it too was quite the climb up. Then to the Foxfire Museum and Heritage Center. Made up of numerous log cabins from the area which were relocated piece by piece to the Center. Various exhibits provided a glimpse into the cultural heritage of this area, included the only known wagon used during the relocation of Cherokee Indians, known as the Trail of Tears. Quite fascinating. Many of the Roadtrekers also visited - photo shows several rigs in the Foxfire parking lot. Sprinty was relaxing poolside at the RV Resort in Dillard, soared the winding, twisty mountain roads that seems to have been laid out by wayward goats that had stopped off at one too many moonshining stills known in these parts.
Next on the agenda was a trip to Black Rock Mountain State Park, the highest state park in GA. Located near Mountain City, GA, it too was quite the climb up. Then to the Foxfire Museum and Heritage Center. Made up of numerous log cabins from the area which were relocated piece by piece to the Center. Various exhibits provided a glimpse into the cultural heritage of this area, included the only known wagon used during the relocation of Cherokee Indians, known as the Trail of Tears. Quite fascinating. Many of the Roadtrekers also visited - photo shows several rigs in the Foxfire parking lot. Sprinty was relaxing poolside at the RV Resort in Dillard, soared the winding, twisty mountain roads that seems to have been laid out by wayward goats that had stopped off at one too many moonshining stills known in these parts.



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