Went to Blairsville, Georgia today.
Made the trip thur Tenbucktwo, and had to stop for gas as my little dinger thingie went off. I stopped at this old gas station/feed/fishing/diner place. They had three old gas pumps, one that luckly worked. Even had the old hand turn crank on the side, and flipping numbers on tags. (Oh and no atm slot… *laughs*)

On the way home I came back thur the Occoee. Such a pretty drive! I love it up there. I realized today that I don’t spend enough time outside… but then again how can I if just driving with the window down for a bit so I can hear the river even makes me not able to breathe? *growls*