Wandering through the heavy serenity and inhaling fragrant breaths of moist air perfumed by oak, I am awed at the beauty of this place. We wind adjacent to the shore of the Chatahoochie River and listen for the squawks of geese bathing in its cool running waters. Eric and I marvel at our chance encounters with the many rock caves and plateaus that look like abandoned spaceships and imagine what it would be like to camp out in their cool, dark depths. It is such a treat to visit this National Park at Island Ford*, and fall back into a time when Georgia was hushed and uncluttered with people. To truly explore a place, is to know its calm as well as its commotion, and standing here sheltered by the mighty magnolias and oaks, I feel that we are one step closer to knowing Georgia.
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