Hurricane Shoals is just down the road from our house near Maysville, Georgia. It is a wonderful park steeped in local history. The land was once considered to be neutral ground for the Creek and Cherokee Indians. A treaty proclaimed that the Yamacutah area was a sacred Holy Ground.
The Shoals are named after the water that goes whirling around one end of a solid rock dam built by the hand of nature, and then ripples over a series of miniature falls in such a way as to seem that one wave rolls or tumbles over another. Hence the name, which comes from the Cherokee word, YAMACUTAH, signifying to tumble.
There are all sorts of rock formation and shallow pools along with minature falls which are great fun for children and adults alike to play in. These remind me of an angel fish...
This weekend my family and I enjoyed a stroll through the park to take in all the fall foliage. The leaves are just beginning to change their color and the reds on the maples, yellow hickory leaves and orange sassafras leaves were stunning.
The ducks were even frolicking in the North Oconee River.
A wander through the covered bridge (one of only 21 remaining in Georgia) reveals a settlement of restored buildings found throughout Jackson County.
beautiful stone work of the chimney from the Freeman Log Cabin (circa 1840)
Miles WIlson Matthews Chapel (built 1892)
Today the storms rolled in and all the sunshine reflecting on the leaves is a thing of the past. At least for the time being. It is cloudy, dreary and humid. But I will continue doing the happy rain dance because my plants at home are in dire need of a good drink and not one that comes from the garden hose.