“In wisdom gathered over time I have found that every experience is a form of exploration.” Ansel Adams
We drove up 85 to the state line and headed west towards the mountains, with our only plan being to hike down Brasstown Creek Falls and see where the day took us after that.
We passed through Westminster, SC in the middle of their Apple Festival and decided to take a pit stop for some plump red galas. A girl working for a local orchard told us to swing by Chatooga Belle Farm for the best view of the mountains– promised us we would not be disappointed.
We took our apples and after the somewhat treacherous trek to 3 of the 4 falls of Brasstown (fear of death-by-falling-into-a-rock-laden-waterfall keeping us from the 4th), we headed to the farm that did indeed have a breathtaking 280 degree view of the Blue Ridge Mountains. We met a man there named Wray who told us we shouldn’t leave the area without visiting Woodall Shoals and a BBQ place called The Gathering. A couple of turns down an unmarked dirt road later and BOOM. One of the coolest places I’ve ever been.
My take-aways from this adventure are: take unplanned stops, talk to locals, and 100% go to Woodall Shoals. Also, if someone I know doesn’t get married at Chatooga Belle Farm I’m going to be upset. Also also… the Hot Sauce at The Gathering might be the best thing I’ve ever eaten.