The Frozen Falls

After work this afternoon I picked my mom-in-law up and we went to see Bald River Falls.   You know it's cold when rushing water and a river are froze!

The falls were still mostly frozen but breaking free.  Wish we could have gone up yesterday.  Chris and I talked about going with friends but I just didn't feel up to it.

The falls were crowded!  I miss the days, twenty years ago, when Chris and I would drive to the mountains.   We went every Sunday and when mom was alive come home and eat supper.

Chris and I mostly went to Citico. But sometimes we'd drive the loop down and around to Tellico.   Those days were wonderful!  No traffic.  No people.  Not even fishermen because all the trout had been caught at 4 am Saturday morning.   (Along with daddy and his friends help.)  We'd see a few camping holdouts in the summer months.  Kayaks?  Never.  Horses.  Rarely.  No horse camp back then in Citico.  Mountain bikes? What were those?  The only place bikes were ridden around here were on gravel back roads. Or where Chris was concerned, in town or on BMX trails.

I miss those days.  I miss late Sunday afternoons with no one around except me, Chris and my ole trusty four wheel drive Toyota with no air conditioner.   Man.  I miss that truck too....