Cochran Mills (Fulton County, Georgia)

Today, I'll join the Meetup group to hike at one of my favorite parks in the greater Atlanta area, Cochran Mill. I love this particular park because it has a large trail system and a number of interesting water features, including a couple of waterfalls. I've hiked here many times, but if my schedule allows, I almost always join for this one when it gets posted.

Pulling into the parking area, I see several friends that are part of the group. I walk over and pay the $5 parking fee to get the tag for my car and then walk over to chat with my friends. It's a humid day and we have a pretty small group today, only about ten of us, which is quite unusual for this group. Ah well, smaller groups are easier to manage in my opinion. Before long, we hit the trails.

The first section takes us through a slightly overgrown and muddy section that has a lot of joro spiders with their webs strung across the trail. Luckily, one of my friends is using a hiking stick and uses it to clear the way for us. Along this section, we find a dead log completely covered with the turkey tail fungus, which is common in this area, but rarely do we see anything covered this heavily.

Soon, we reach the river and the trail opens up a bit more just before we hit the waterfall area. Last year when we hiked here, we encountered a copperhead in this area and so, we warn everyone to watch where they are stepping. Bear Creek is flowing nicely today and we take a few minutes to have a snack and water break on the granite near the waterfall.

Before too long though, we're moving again and this next section requires us to climb a very steep uphill. I take advantage and run up it. I don't often get a workout on our Sunday hikes, but when an opportunity presents itself, I try to take advantage. The remainder of the hike is pretty tame though we seem to be going a little faster today than normal, which is a welcome changes for me. Not that this group is slow, but I'm a very fast hiker and I love being able to cruise through these wooded areas in high gear.

After arriving back at the parking lot, I mention that I'm going to walk across the street to the other waterfall and ruins of the mill, but no one seems to be all that interested and they go their separate ways. There are few people over there enjoying the cool water on this hot day, but I only stay long enough for a picture of the mill ruins. With this little addition, my total distance was about 8.2 miles for the day. Not bad, but now it's time to go home and smoke some chicken on the grill.

Shoot the Hooch - Chattahoochee River Float (White County, Georgia)

**Please Note - photo credit (of me) to one of the members of the group

After four years, it's becoming something of an annual tradition for the Meetup group I often lead hikes for. Today we'll be "shooting the hooch" through Helen, GA once again. Helen is a charming little Georgia mountain town that a few decades ago decided to become Bavarian-inspired. In September of every year, tourists descend on this little village to celebrate Oktoberfest. The other thing Helen is famous for is that the Chattahoochee River runs right through the middle of the little village, though it's more of a very shallow creek here near it's headwaters. That said, I thought it would be good to get our float in before the crowds descend.

Meeting up with the other attendees at the appointed time, we did a quick round of introductions and then got everyone checked in at Cool River Tubing who offer a tube rental and shuttle service for those wanting to float the river. It's great fun, though there is not alcohol allowed, which has always struck me as kind of crazy. I floating down a mostly calm river in an innertube. Who could I possibly hurt other than myself? Ah well, it's still fun even without the booze.

As we step into the river with our tubes, the water seems cold, but we adjust very quickly. We're doing the long float today, which takes us about 2.5 miles through the shallow waters. Half the fun is getting stuck on rocks and having to get yourself unstuck. While there are a few people on the river today, it's not nearly as crazy as it will be in the weeks to come. The four people in my group are mostly able to stay together, though we tend to shuffle our position as each of us gets stuck on various rocks and other obstacles. At one point, I realize I've developed and already accidentally popped a blister on my thumb using the wheelbarrow handle they gave me to push myself off of rocks. Ah well, it's not a party until someone gets hurt. I do my best to protect it the rest of the way down the river. 

With about two hours on the river, we end up at the take out and reconvene our group before hoping on the shuttle bus that will take us back to our cars at the headwaters outpost on the other end of town. What a relaxing way to spend an afternoon. And now, we're going to visit a little winery sit atop a hill overlooking Mount Yonah on the other end of town. Life is good!

**Please Note - GPS track from last year's event

Nikwasi Mound (Macon County, North Carolina)

I spent the weekend in Cullowhee, NC for my bi-annual Wilderness First Responder recertification class. It was a good weekend and I passed my exam without any issues, but on the drive home, I decided to check out a site that I've only recently learned of. In nearby Franklin, NC, there is ancient Native American mound called Nikwasi. It's actually named for the Cherokee town that existed at the site before European Americans pushed the indigenous peoples out and built Franklin. It is thought the mound itself was built around 1000 CE.

The mound is surrounded by modern buildings and roads, but a couple of informational signs speak to some of the history of the place. I'd guess the mound is about twenty feet tall, but rises from a sunken area between parking lots. The circumference of the base of the mound is roughly 600 hundred feet and is in a mostly oval shape. Apparently, the Cherokee built some of their structures on top of it. Now, it exists as just a grass-covered earthen mound in the middle of the small town of Franklin. I'm thankful that it was preserved though; so many of these treasures have been plowed over all around country.

Boundary Peak via Queens Mine Trail (Esmeralda County, Nevada)

My next and final adventure on this trip to Reno, NV takes me to the very remote Boundary Peak near the California Border. At 13,147 feet, this peak is the tallest point in the state. Some disagreement exists though because Boundary is a subpeak of the slightly taller Montgomery  Peak at 13,441 feet. The state line actually runs directly between the two peaks. That said, I'm here for Boundary, as I've kind of got this idea to summit the tallest peaks in all 50 states - though given my past experience with Acute Mountain Sickness, Denali in Alaska is probably a no-go.

The drive from Reno is approximately four hours and knowing that we have some many miles to drive along rough roads and an even more difficult ascent, my friend Nick and I get an early start and depart Reno just a little after 5:00 am. A few months ago, I had reached out to my Facebook friends for any advice on getting to the Queens Mine Trailhead and the summit itself. What they described to me lead me to rent this big Jeep Rubicon.

As we turn off of the pavement and onto a dirt road heading into the great unknown of the mountains, at first it's pretty easy going and I leave the Jeep in 2-high, but after a few miles, the rutted road turns quite a bit more challenging and I put it into 4-high. This seems it will be enough to get us to the trailhead. The road is rutted and really only passable by some level of high-clearance vehicle. The scenery is outstanding though and we take it all in as we drive.

When we finally reach the trailhead, there are three or four other cars parked in the area. We hop out of the Jeep, relieve ourselves in the nearby bushes and start getting our gear together. It's going to be windy and sunny the whole way up. 

Immediately after leaving the makeshift parking area, we start climbing. A series of false summits trick us into thinking we have reached the long ridge leading to the final ascent, but after a couple of them, we just kind of go with the flow. Eventually, we do reach that ridge and the hiking gets a bit easier . . . . for now. That said, we can see the gravel-covered side of one of the other sub-peaks at the far end of the ridge and spot hints of a trail. Reviewing our map, we realize we have to climb that, which is going to be interesting. 

As we reach the end of the ridge, we notice what I'm pretty sure are bristlecone pines growing on one of the nearby hillsides. I'd love to go examine them more closely to confirm, but I know I need to save my energy for what is to come. When we reach the end of the ridge, there is a flat area where people have drug logs onto a flat rock. It almost looks like a picnic area, which quite interesting in a place as remote as this. 

From here, we begin the grueling ascent. The first three-quarters of a mile takes us up a 40-ish degree incline with loose gravel. For every three steps forward, we slide a step back. It's pretty slow going and as we continue to climb, we spot a few hikers coming down from the summit. When we reach each other, I ask one of them if it was worth and he responds with "No, but I'm still glad I did it". That's a pretty common attitude to hikes like this. In the moment, it's torture, but once complete, it's a badge of honor to be admired.

Reaching the top of this gravel-laden slope, we then begin to make our way along a long rock ridge with steep drop offs on either side. There are only hints of a trail and we're forced to path find most of the way up. We have to make our way around five or six rock towers on our ascent. Some are easy, while others are quite challenging and require significant rock scrambling. I'd even go so far as to say parts of this trail are quite dangerous as hikers are forced onto all fours at points and must lower themselves down steep sections with little to know footholds and plenty of giant boulders to shatter our skulls on. 

Eventually, Nick tells me to go on ahead as he's struggling a bit. I ensure he's okay and then do as he suggests. The way to the top only gets worse and the final rock tower is one of the more dangerous scrambles I've done. I'll even admit that I was mildly afraid at a couple of points, but with few good options, I forced myself forward.

The summit itself requires make my way up another very steep gravel laden peak. At several points, I fear slipping off the mountain, but I eventually make it to the top. Here, I find another ammo box and sign the register. The view from this point, the top of Nevada, is spectacular and between wanting to enjoy it and just catching my breath, I spend ten or so minutes at the top. Luckily, I'm not really feeling any signs of acute mountain sickness, which makes me very happy. 

Soon, I start heading back down the way I came or at least a similar path. It's impossible to tell up here in this gravel and boulder fields. Once again, I'm hyper-focused on not falling and breaking a few bones. It really is a precarious ascent and descent. When I finally rejoin, Nick, we make our way down the gravel slope, which is even more challenging going down than up, but eventually, we make it and return to the Jeep.

I'm pretty proud of this one. I wish Nick had been able to summit, but sometimes, it's better to consider one's well being. He still reached almost 13,000 feet, which shatters the personal elevation record he set just last weekend on Freel Peak. As for me, it's another checklist item. The hike was only about 8.1 miles, but due to the difficulty of the terrain, it took nearly eight hours to complete. For now, I need to get back to Reno and prepare for my return flight to my home in Atlanta early in the morning. 

Perseid Meteor Shower at Tahoe Meadows (Washoe County, Nevada)

    **Please Note - Photo courtesy of Google

Driving back down from the Sand Harbor on Lake Tahoe after having watched an outstanding performance of Macbeth, I suggest to my friend that we should stop in Tahoe Meadows and see if we can catch any shooting stars from the Perseid Meteor Shower. I had intended to camp out on the Black Rock Desert last night for the show, but with wildfire smoke and ongoing storms and cloudiness decided better of it. Tonight though, the skies are clear and while there is considerably more light pollution here than in the Black Rock, it's still pretty dark. 

I pull over and we hop out of my rental Jeep. We begin scanning the sky for any sign of meteors. the peak of the shower has been the last two nights, but we're still close enough to peak that we should see something. Before I can even finish stating that prediction, we spot a couple streaking across the sky. As is always the case when you try to point one out to someone with you, it's gone before they can even turn their head. It's pretty cool up here this time of night and while we only stay ten minutes or so, we catch roughly 6 or 7 shooting stars, which makes it all worth it.

Lake Tahoe Shakespeare Festival - Macbeth (Washoe County, Nevada)

***Please Note - photo courtesy of Google

While it may be more difficult to classify a Shakespeare production of Macbeth an outdoor adventure, the fact that it takes place on an outdoor stage overlooking Lake Tahoe is all the justification I need. I've attended the plays put on by the Lake Tahoe Shakespeare Festival a few times in the past and it's always been an outstanding experience. 

Arriving with a friend, we checked in and were directed to our table. I've had both the normal seats and the café tables, and while more expensive, I really prefer the tables. The other perk of the tables is having a server to bring our food to us before the show. The stage looks magnificent as a backdrop while we peruse the menu. My friend brought some snacks, which are allowed, but we do decide to split an order of hummus and a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. I also order a tri-tip and asparagus salad minus the tomatoes. When the food comes a short time later, I note that the salad box says "No T" and as I open it, I notice lots of tomato and no tri-tip whatsoever. I call the server and he and get a good laugh out of it. Why would anyone order a tri-tip salad without the tri-tip. He returns it to the kitchen and arrives back a short time later with the corrected dish, which is quite delicious. 

Right on time at 7:30pm, the lights dim and the play begins. I say lights because the area is illuminated with overhead lighting, but it's not quite dark yet and so, it doesn't have that much impact. It will certainly be dark later though. 

I've always wanted to see Macbeth performed live and the actors and stage direction here are absolutely top notch. Though, I believe they did make some very slight adjustments to the play, it was still an terrific experience. We both thought so and as we head back to my rental car, we discuss the various parts that caught our attention. What a wonderful way to spend an evening under the stars.

Reno Riverwalk (Washoe County, Nevada)

After working in the Reno Office the last four days to get some of our new employees up to speed, I'm taking a much needed day off. Originally, I had planned to camp out on the Black Rock Desert last night and take in the Perseid Meteor Shower, but a combination of wildfire smoke from blazes just north of town and storms systems filling the sky with clouds made me reconsider. That said, I still want to do something with my morning and so, I decided to walk the Reno Riverwalk. In the past, I've run this paved path several times, but it's been a long time since I just walked along it and took in the sites. 

Departing my hotel, Circus Circus, I make my way down Virginia Street and under the famous Reno Arch, which declares this community as the "biggest little city in the world". Having lived here for a long time, I can completely agree with the statement. I really do love this town and I miss it quite a bit.

At the junction with the Truckee River, I divert my path into City Plaza to enjoy a couple of the artworks the city purchased from past Burning Man events. This includes the giant "Believe" sign and the stained glass whale cow and calf. The feel of this town with regards to art and music and just general things to do is unique in my experiences traveling the country. 

Turning west, I cross back over Virginia Street at start heading along the Riverwalk, which passes by Wingfield Park. In years past, this has been the location of the Reno River Festival, a kayaking event. The river has been diverted through a number of interesting channels here to simulate water water. You may ask if that is really necessary on a river as rugged as the Truckee and I would suggest that only in town would this be necessary. The Truckee flows out of Lake Tahoe at around 6,200 feet and then winds through Reno and Washoe County before finally arriving at Pyramid Lake to the north at about 3,800 feet. I've floated many sections of this river and there are sections that are pretty gnarly, but most of the elevation loss is before it gets to Reno and once in town, it calms down significantly.

Continuing along the river corridor while listening to an audio book, I enjoy the fresh air and the general friendliness of the people here. There are many runners out for their morning miles and even some fisherman trying their luck in the river.

Eventually, I reach Idlewild Park and after walking the length of it, I turn around and head back the way I came. This was definitely an urban out, but it was still nice to get in 4 miles this morning. I have a pretty busy day ahead and the fresh air and exercise was definitely needed.