Girls weekend in Blue Ridge

We had a relaxing girls weekend at the cabin. Two of my friends are pregnant and a few of us girls realized we had not seen each other in a while so we decided to catch up for a weekend of relaxation. Since we had preggy's in the house, we decided to keep the weekend alcohol free, and it was a nice change.

It was rainy most of the weekend so it was perfect for lounging around watching movies and such. We painted our nails, used hot rollers to poof our hair, created "smokey eyes", used face masks and refreshed our eyes with cool eye masks.

Of course we over indulged with the food. We made homemade apple pie, parmesan artichoke dip, pasta and vegetables, waffles, mini sandwiches, broccoli salad, strawberry shortcake, meatloaf and a finished it off with a Sunday brunch of sausage/egg/potato scramble... yummy.

On the rainy Saturday afternoon, Misty and I headed out for a quick run so our bodies would forgive us. We took off from the cabin and ran a pretty hilly course. I will have to try that one again one day when there is no rain.


Thank's to Brooke for taking this picture of the cabin in the snow. This was a bizarre snow. Atlanta and everywhere south of the Georgia mountains got a lot of snow on this first day of March and these little flurries were all we had in Blue Ridge... oh well, maybe next time.

Slow Roasted Greek Lamb

While the Wifey is off on a girls weekend to the cabin, I thought it would be very masculine to try and cook something new.  It is pretty hard to go wrong when you slow roast a leg of lamb for 5 hours at only 300 F.  I seasoned the meat with salt, pepper, chunks of garlic and sprigs of oregano.  I then basted the lamb with a third of a cup of lemon juice.  After cooking covered for a couple of hours, I introduced wedges of potato and continued cooking for a couple more hours covered.  Finally, I removed the cover and let cook for a little longer.  No cutting the meat from the bone necessary - it just fell off.

I accompanied the meat and potatoes with a Tabouli salad made the day before (bulger wheat, parsley, red peppers, yellow peppers, green peppers, tomato, green onions, lemon, oil, salt and pepper).  Amazing if  I don't say myself.

Trip to Baldtown Brass Mountain

After all the cold with work travel and skiing, Saturday in North Georgia was finally giving us some sunshine and much needed heat. With blue skies we decided to trek out towards Blairsville, about 20 miles east of Blue Ridge and continue onto Baldtown Brass Mountain, Georgias highest peak of over 4000 feet.

We had a quick pit stop and Tom and Julie's new cabin perched atop a ridge with an amazing view. We toured the home and enjoyed the sun on the deck. I'm sure they cannot wait till it is officially theirs and they can start furnishing it and enjoying the view full-time.

We reached the mountain base soon as it was only 11 miles out of Blairsville. As we started the climb into the park, we saw the signs about the park fee. We had no money on us! We went a little further up the steep incline but then turned around. We would have to return another day.

On the way back we tried following some signs to an archaeological site, but got turned around and couldn't find it. Since we were in the area, we returned to Blairsville and picked up some local pamphlets detailing hikes and parks. This time armed with directions we went looking for the archaeological site again (but typical local directions up here only got us half the way) and eventually found the lamest site ever. The rocks had 10,000+ year old Indian carvings, which sound cool, but the local graffiti and the fact that we were not looking at the original location of the rocks made the whole site seem fake. It was cool kinda seeing some carvings and knowing the age, but I hope there are better examples out there.

The next day we braved the declining weather conditions and set out towards Brasstown Bald again.  We tried to park and pay, but no attendant or parking envelopes so we risked not paying.  It was Sunday and the place was empty except for a few cars.  It was only a 1+ mile hike to the summit, but we felt it for the next couple of days.  The view was nice from the top, but the skies were gloomy and wet.  Again, we will have to return.

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Breckenridge, Colorado

An early start on Tuesday meant an arduous drive through Atlanta to the airport. Gina's dad kindly drove Paul, Gina, Traci and Rod through traffic the entire way. Slow trip but we got to the airport at a perfect time. Check-in and meeting the rest of the crew at the gate was a breeze. The flight to Denver was more work than vacation, especially flying over the incredibly flat and boring American Heartland.  Spirits were up at the airport, and after collecting bags and Mini-vans, it felt like the vacation was about to start for everybody.

A stop on the outskirts of Denver before climbing the mountains afforded us time to have margaritas at On The Boarder which made it easier to stomach the $500 grocery bill incurred at Big 'Sooper'.  We stopped at the liquor store for the standard stockpile, plus some roadies for the drive up over the continental divide. Wine out of a personal cask - yum! Weather was good and we had a safe drive to the cabin.

Tuesday night was a relaxing casual affair. We all snacked, drank and sat in the hot tub. A run through the snow in bathers to create a snow angel did result in mysterious cut up shins (from the ice?) for Rod.  The snow angel in the backyard remained for the rest of the trip.

Wednesday was our first day of skiing. The gondola that took us up the mountain was only a short walk from house - prime location. Even with no crowds for the entire day, the equipment rental was a slow experience. Traci's first chair loading experience resulted in a near face plant and a stopped chair lift. Practice makes perfect. Traci and I stuck to the greens with Kat. It was an excellent re-introduction to skiing as it had been a couple of years since Lake Tahoe out west. Ski conditions were good but it was bitter cold at the top of the mountain and riding the chair lift. The cold air was sapping energy out of all of us.

On Thursday, Traci took intermediate lessons for the whole day. Rod ventured over the Peak seven which had no greens. In hindsight they were easy blues on that peak, but it was an excellent feeling knowing the greens were too easy. Rod did take a path down around the trees that turned out not to be a path and ended buried in last nights powder. It took Vince and his Man Purse of resources to dig him out. Today seemed even colder. Some beers at lunch made the skiing a little easier, maybe even forget the cold for a little while, but the cold did us all in. We had to pack up before close and head back home to the fire and hot tub. That night we all went to Fatties and ate way to much pizza, but at least we had lots of leftovers for the next few days.

Friday blessed us with excellent weather - it even approached 32 Fahrenheit.  For something a little different, we headed down to Keystone to meet up with some of Gina's friends. Keystone was a fantastic set of runs. Very different from Breckenridge, with most of the slopes being more difficult than what we beginners were used for the last couple of days. Before lunch and with some boot mishaps for Traci we only got to do the beginners runs that was 3 and a half miles long! It was fun but unchallenging and somewhat crowded.  For lunch we took the gondola to another peak to eat at the Outback Lodge. It was a better if not pricier lodge than Breckenridge. 

After a full belly, we all went as a group to try some blue runs on the is peak. Started easy, but Traci and Rod were up for their biggest challenge yet. The blues seemed to be cliffs at some points. Thankfully the group was very patient as we slowly made our way down by at first falling and sliding, but with some help we both managed to ski down.  It was exhausting tackling those slopes, but we both learned a tremendous about skiing, and was the one moment of the trip that we both went up a grade in our abilities.

The only unfortunate incident of Keystone was on the final run. With sore legs, Rod decided to split from the main group and take the long but easy green back to the base. On the final turn back to the main base, Rod went the other way. It wasn't until he got to the bottom, that he realized he was at another peak and the lifts were closed so he couldn't go back up the mountain and come back down the right way. With his phone not working, he waited for a bus to return to the main village. Almost an hour later, he returned to a crying Traci and supportive Kat and learned of them calling ski patrol (yes, he has black pants and a red/black/grey jacket and goggles - have you seen him?). Re-unitied, we all returned to Breckenridge.

Saturday was another excellent day of weather. We were very tired, but determined to make the best of the trip. Traci and Rod left the house first to get in line for ski rental. The first trip down the slopes was hard, but the second one was almost torture. We could feel all the previous days of skiing in our legs.  Being Saturday we were also battling crowds for the first time which did not improve our mood. Before calling it quits, we went to the lodge to have a couple of beers and Advil. The rest did us good. We managed to fit in another couple of runs before lunch. We met everyone else, had some sandwiches (and beer of course) and hit the slopes again. It turned out to be one of the best afternoons. Not sure if it was the beers, or knowing that it was possibly the last time we would get to go skiing for a while, but all the runs were fun and relaxing for the remaining of the afternoon. Instead of going home early in the morning, we ended up closing the place down.

Sunday was a much deserved rest day. Even though the weather was good, we had no doubt about giving the skiing a rest.  Before Superbowl Sunday started, we walked into town.  Looked around the mostly tourist trap shops and had a quick look at the Ice Sculptures.  Though it proved very difficult to find, we had a great and cheap lunch at My Thai.  Little hole in the wall with cheap eats and cheap drinks.  Another thing that is surprisingly difficult to find in Breckenridge is a good cup of joe.

Before the game started, Traci and I did a quick grocery store run to buy what we now know as a Colorado law, weak weak 3% beer.  They can only sell full strength at bars.  Note to self: Never buy beer at a store in Colorado again.  Would explain why we had so much trouble getting drunk of that stuff.  Superbowl was surprisingly fun.  Ended up having allot of shots for some personal violation rule that was supposed to be rare.  What is rare is people like me that do not know the sport to take advantage of.  Doesn't matter, the football was fun.

Monday and the return to Atlanta.  The weather was still perfect so no trouble getting over the mountains back to Denver.  Second wind at the airport led to many pre-flight drinks.  Excellent way to end the trip.

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Montreal, Canada

Jan 19th - 23rd. A visit to Montreal in the dead of winter is an interesting and cold experience. After visiting Jackson Hole last week, I thought I was prepared for the cold, but I was poorly prepared. Snow, wind and ice in a big city combine to produce a frozen experience. Cold aside, Montreal is a wonderful city.

The beginning of the trip did not start well. Driving in a new city covered with snow, most road lanes missing and most road signs in French is difficult. Added to that, I was given the incorrect address to my customer, and then my GPS unit did not have the new address. A couple of hours late, with the aid of hand scribbled maps I finally reached the customer site. Later that day, my room key broke at the hotel, locking me out of my room for a while. I was finally able to go to bed after they had replaced the door electronics. Usually, the travel aggravation on the first day sets the tone for the business week, but so far my fears have been for nought as my customer has been a gracious host.

On Tuesday night I went out into the city with my customer Daniel. We drove up and around Mount Royal (Mont Royal) when I had a great view of the city at night - finally it wasn't snowing and the skies were clear. Back in the city we had dinner at a great little and warm bar call Baton Rouge (The Red Bat). While we were there I could see that the Atlanta Thrashers were beating Montreal in Ice Hockey being played back in Atlanta (3 - 2 when I left). After ribs and chicken, we drove to Old Port Montreal. Sand stone buildings line the streets and port, transporting you to any European city across the pond. Reminded me of the Rocks in Sydney, or Salamanca in Hobart.

Leaving the snow pack cobblestone streets, I returned to my hotel, where once again, my keys didn't work.

Jackson Hole, Wyoming

Jan 12th - 16th. I visited Jackson Hole and surrounding area for the first time during the winter season while working for Jackson Hole Airport. I had last been to Jackson Hole during late fall where I experienced some stunning weather allowing me to tour the area and take advantage of day light savings time and drive up to Yellowstone National Part after work.


A totally different vista now with the winter landscape. Everywhere was covered by at least 2 feet of snow which apparently was a low year. I was fortunate to be working with a great bunch of people that took me cross country skiing one lunch and night time skiing at Snow king another time. Cross country skiing was difficult. Instinct had me trying to 'run' over the snow rather than the gliding action that was required. The different snow types encountered also changed the experience, from ice impacted snow to soft powder - each requiring a different action to cross over with the long narrow skis. While the rest of the group made it look easy, sweat was pouring off me. I was happy with my first attempt at six miles.

Snow King is one of Americas oldest ski resorts, with base in Jackson Hole city. With free ski lift tickets and rental equipment I got to enjoy a night of skiing. A very different experience at night with limited viewing of the obstacles ahead, though my lack of down hill speed did not cause a problem. After a few slow and bad runs, I finally got the hang of it and was able to get down the slop without falling and with more confidence.

Driving around the area I saw thousands of Elk and Moose as they huddled around rivers taking advantage of the soft snow to dig for grass. Also prowling around the Elk, I got to see a pack of wolves.


The dining experience at Jackson Hole is always enjoyable with a Wild West feel. I ate a couple of nights at the Silver Dollar Bar and Grill. Old west bar made famous for the 2500 Silver Dollar coins that comprise the bar. Enjoyed a Elk Gyro. Delicious meat. One of my favourite day places would be Dobins which is north of the airport towards Yellowstone but still within the Teton National Park. Excellent fresh food, pizza and salads with plenty of local brews to wash it down with. In the warmer months there is a rooftop seating area with an amazing view.

The Swinging Bridge - Blue Ridge, GA

One day during our Christmas vacation we decided to venture out for a hike. We decided to find the swinging Bridge that we had read so much about. The swinging bridge is a part of the Benton McCaye Trail and was originally built for logging purposes.


Rod will elaborate here.

Our Cabin in Blue Ridge

In 2008 we purchased a cabin in North Georgia. Our cabin is nestled along side a creek that is about 7 miles north of Blue Ridge, Georgia and about 3 miles from the Tennessee state line.

We were able to get our cabin all ready for the family so we could enjoy it together for Christmas 2008.

We look forward to many future trips to our cabin with family and friends in 2009.

Cloudland Canyon Camping - November 2008

Our final camping trip of 2008 was at Cloudland Canyon just south of Chattanooga Tennessee. We arrived at dusk which made locating our walk in campsites extremely difficult. After hiking around for about 40 minutes, we realized that most of the sites here had quite a hike and it would make hauling all our gear in difficult. We are comfort campers... air mattresses, coolers and gas stoves are all requirements. We found a nice large site that was a reasonable distance from the parking lot. Instead of the 3 sites we paid for, we all stayed at one spot. (We were not able to determine the location of many of the other sites, much less find 3 close together)

All the sites at cloudland canyon offer privacy, so its not the ideal location for group camping if you want multiple sites together, however since the sites are so large, it is possible for a group to stay on one site and still enjoy privacy.

The best part of this campground was the hiking. On Saturday our group enjoyed a 3 hour hike around the canyon and were able to enjoy some amazing views.

Smokemont Campground in North Carolina

In October we went camping with our friends Jason, Brooke, Phil and Misty. This year we went farther than we have in the past... we drove all the way to the Smokey Mountains and set up camp at Smokemont Campground. We stayed at one of the non RV spots. At smokemont they do not allow you to stay at the nice creekview spots unless you actually have an RV. We were in a tent so we stayed in our designated area, which happened to be close to the bathroom facilities.

We went up to the top of the mountain one day to enjoy the view.

There are many hiking trails near the campground.

Phil and Misty outside the tent.

Brooke and I were having a silly time around the fire.

The girls took the guys animal hats to pose for the picture.