There is a calming sensation about rounding the bends of the serpentine Highway 28 between Walhalla, South Carolina, through the northeastern most part of Georgia, up to the mountain town of Highlands, North Carolina. Taking this drive while the valleys are painted in hues of summer and autumn on the leaves with the distant summits gently rising above in cool blues made the experience all that more magical. Looking back at this day, I wish that I had spent more than just the afternoon for this trip and camped out near one of the many waterfalls of the forest for the night or two.
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