I got home yesterday from the North Georgia Classic in Helen, GA, and it was a hoot. The riding was wonderful and camaraderie was plentiful.
Guest Erik Perry from Sevierville and I camped at a National Forest Service campground a few miles outside of Helen. Looking up through the canopy of trees at night was almost magical. At 6 miles from Helen, we'd already escaped much of the light pollution from the town, and the starry night was amazing!
While the only critter we saw in the campground was a small slithering thing in a pile of leaves near the tent pad as we packed up to leave Sunday morning, there was evidence of others. I purchased a bag of boiled peanuts from a local business, ate all I wanted one night, and left the others on the picnic table. I thought they might be gone by the morning, and that's exactly what happened. Not even a shell was left.
Now onto TriSTAR. At just over a month away, there's little reason to look at the weather other than to see the historic averages...lows near 52 and highs near 75. Dang if that isn't more perfection.
Here's hoping we get to see you guys in North Carolina some part of the Memorial Day weekend at the Alleghany Inn.
