Buddy was ready!
While stopping for gas on the way, I couldn't help but marvel at how much more classy a tan & salon shop becomes when you put it next to a convenience store.
The lady at Misty Mountain Inn & Cottages in Blairsville told S we were in the "romantic" cottage. We forgot that to an older woman in the mountains of Georgia, this means "covered in pink roses."
And, for some reason, elevating the bed to a height that requires a step stool.
But it was cozy and comfortable and they had cable. Buddy didn't care about cable, he spent most of the time ready to go.
We veered from our original plan and made a stop at Crane Creek Vineyards in Young Harris. Excellent choice, if I do say so myself. We got there in time for a wine tasting and bought two bottles, White Mountain Harvest and a really interesting red called Hellbender
The people were super nice and so were the vineyard dogs. Buddy made some friends!
Isn't it lovely?
We planned on just hiking so we weren't really dressed in "wine tasting chic" but no one seemed to mind. They were serving a yummy potato and leek soup with a glass of wine for lunch so we sat on the deck and ate while Buddy socialized.
Then we stupidly relied on our Garmin to get us to Brasstown Bald mountain. Guess what, Garmin does NOT know how to get to Brasstown Bald Mountain from the middle of nowhere. When you have left paved roads, are driving down a one-lane gravel road, and then see the "Leaving County Maintained Road", you know you might be going the wrong way. So, blah, blah, blah, many u-turns and a steep hike later, we ended up at the highest point in Georgia, where it is also lovely (huge surprise).
And then we drove home. Ta-da!