The world-famous Magnolia Plantation has been associated with the Drayton family since it’s founding in 1676. The plantation has survived the centuries and has been part of the history of our nation through the American Revolution, the Civil War and beyond. It’s also the oldest plantation site on the Ashley River.
Amicalola Falls State Park is nestled in North Georgia’s mossy, waterfall-filled Chattahoochee National Forest, set in the rolling, vibrant-green southern Appalachian Mountains. It’s one of the most popular, and most visited, of Georgia’s State Parks – and for good reason. The stunning centerpiece of a beautiful state park in the North Georgia Mountains is the tallest cascading waterfall in the Southeast.
On one of the highest hilltops in Elbert County, Georgia stands a huge granite monument. Engraved in eight different languages on the four giant stones are 10 Guides, or commandments. The monument is alternately referred to as The Georgia Guidestones, or the American Stonehenge. Though relatively unknown to most people, it is an important link to the Occult Hierarchy that dominates the world in which we live.
Soaring and stunning, Blood Mountain is famous for its breathtaking, long-range views. The Blood Mountain summit peaks the highest elevation on the Appalachian Trail in Georgia and the state’s sixth highest mountain. Rated one of the toughest trails in Northern Georgia, this is the perfect trail for thru-hike conditioning, although hiking this trail is not for the faint of heart.
I was born to ride the wild winds of passion, surf the turbulent oceans of despair, and relentlessly explore the great vastness of the crazy world – until my body collapses in ecstatic exhaustion. I fall in love with impractical things, I believe in the improbable, pursue the impossible and find beauty where others can’t see it. My soul is winged, always seeking out adventure. I am free with a fiercely sensitive heart. I’m light and airy, yet I never lack depth. I’m a balmy breeze, casually caressing arms lovingly, suddenly here, suddenly there, then suddenly gone. I’m a thousand grains of precious pink sand, slowly slipping through soft fingertips, one by one. I can never be contained, because I’m not meant to be.