Saturday, October 26, 2013

Autumn in the Blue Ridge Mountains

October Toccoa River Walk

The Taccoa rocks.


As we move deeper into autumn, I've noticed nature has been busy readying itself for winter these past weeks here in the Blue Ridge Mountains in Georgia.  I watched as the ground bees excavated a hole and buried themselves making a warm underground home for winter and "our" chipmunk hasn't been seen in days.  A little garter snake left the green areas, crossed the drive and headed to the rocky mountain side now hunting for a suitable place to slumber.  Our little fence lizard, who we named Brutus, the constant guardian of our stone steps over the summer hasn't been seen since the full moon.

The forest dwellers and mountain folk alike have been readying themselves for colder weather.  The smell of wood burning fireplaces has begun to fill the evening air and the wood cutters who have their stands set up at the base of the mountain are happy as their inventory is low.  The talk going 'round says that this promises to be one cold winter.

Over the past couple of weeks my hikes have been on the old wood roads which take me back to the mountain creek areas.  I've been saving a walk down to the Aska area of the Taccoa river until the colors were just right.  It was a delight and I am happy to share the sights and activities with you.

Even though it was brisk there were many of us enjoying what the river had to offer today.


The Taccoa rocks in the Aska area of Blue Ridge is a popular destination for artists and photographers.


This artist from Atlanta made the trip with two friends from Marietta to paint the river views this weekend.

Some times even when you have work to do you must heed the call of your soul.


You can't walk the river bank here so I'm taking the high road up on the mountainside looking down upon the river.

Whenever I see the enormous boulders I think of the ancient glaciers whose ice flows created these mountains.




A father teaching his son to use a fly rod.

Dad had to step in and fix the line.

Downstream.

I love the craggy driftwood in the photograph above, but, I wanted one where the focus was on the beautiful reflection of Autumn color.

Upstream from the same spot as the three photographs above.

Further down stream looking back at the calm river.
While I get to see these views whenever I'm going into town, it's much more enjoyable to walk and dawdle along the way.  I've been walking for about 20 minutes but my hands are cold from taking photographs so it's time to turn around and head back home and a warm cup of coffee.  Just for fun here are some of the road side views on the way back.

A pumpkin head scarecrow to delight the children.

A bright red gated entrance to a cabin.

The Aska rocks are at a bend in the river, hence the name of the road.  Many of the roads up here are private and the owners are very creative with the names.

Cabins across the river all have decks so they can enjoy the river views as pictured above.

This is the view from the cabin pictured above.

Heading back to the Taccoa rocks.
Back once again at the Taccoa rocks.  The light is fading fast and artists have gone for the day, so I took this opportunity to climb down and photograph the river's bend from the rocks.

If this doesn't make you want a piece of pumpkin pie and a cup of coffee then I don't know what will.  How are you enjoying fall where you live?  Send me a couple of photos and I'll post them in my next post.