So today, I thought I was gonna have time and I was so excited...until I stepped outside into the cold windy weather. My heart fell--then I accepted the fact that my dream will have to wait until next time I'm up here. But here's a picture of the falls so you can all feel sorry for me. :D
The falls lie in the mountains of northern GA. The falls is 729-feet and was named Amicalola by the Cherokee Indians which means "tumbling waters."
Have a marvelous week, guys. Be grateful for life--it's an incredible gift.