This long weekend Cheryl and I decided to run away to Helen, GA for the weekend. For those that do not know, Cheryl is my twin sister and we have a habit of impromptu road trips from time to time. We decided on Helen, Georgia because we have beach plans for Spring Break and we have fun memories of Helen in our college years.
For about 3 years we would go with our college girlfriends and brother to tent camp in Helen during Octoberfest. I will have to share those pictures when we get back. We had some super fun times at the Sleepy Hollow campground way back when.
Getting ready for the trip was a little bitter sweet. It felt very awkward that me and Timmy would be traveling with Cheryl and her girls. Not having Kirby on the trip was going to be different and a little sad. Over the years the 6 of us have had countless adventures. Not having him along was going to be noticeable and sad.
Of course we know how to get to Atlanta without Google but in the land of technology we take the Google path. Lots
We laughed because every time we would pass a cow pasture someone ‘oh, look cows. Then there would be a conversation if they were laying down or not and if they really meant if it was going to rain or not. Oh, look they are eating grass. Anywho, lots of cow talk. PS: Steaks are not planted. They from the cow.
Getting to Helen took longer than expected due to pit stops, getting gas, a quick Target run (for bathing suits – there is an indoor pool at the hotel and the air mattress I forgot).
So after cow talk, road rage, Cheryls review of every restaurant in Helen and a few dance parties we arrived in Helen.
We drive into Helen and it looks exactly like we remember. A little German themed town with the Christmas lights still throughout the town. The kids thought it looked so cool.
We didnt have a set in stone plan. Cheryl had 3 different breakfast places she wanted to go to and a few places she wanted to
Cheryl and I have two pairs of leggings on, Nicole has leggings and holey jeans and two shirts, Timmy has three shirts and joggers and Brooke has holey jeans and a sweater. We could probably survive in 50 degree weather but it was about 37 degrees. We grab hats, ear warmers and every jacket we brought and head out the door.
We initially thought we were going to go to a fake snow tubing place about 30 miles away. According to Google maps the 30 miles was going to take an hour. What! I can make 30 miles in 30 mins. HA! Wrong! The pig trails that we had to take to get to this place took us around every bend and up and down every hill.
across the fake snow tubing place and I tell everyone that there is a ski lodge 30 more miles or so away. Well, we are already in the car and they all
We do not have a clue about snow (that we are currently driving in) nor do we have any knowledge of anything about skiing.
This resort offers tubing and skiing. Since COVID the skiing and tubing are first serve. No reservations online. We had an idea that we might not be able to get to do any of the activities but we were that we were going to check this place out.
Well, we were not the only people that thought of skiing on a snowy day. Lucky for us we found a front park right by the Community Center. A little ray of hope came across us that this might actually work out.
We get up to the area where all the action is happening and start reading signs. Lots of questions from the peanut gallery that I have absolutely no answers for.
the ski slopes. The restaurant had outdoor and indoor seating. We chose inside (b/c we were not in snow bunny attire!).
The Tavern has less than 10 tables, a full bar with about 12 bar stools around it. It was a nice place to relax and figure out how we navigate this ski lodge.
While Cheryl got us a table the kids roam around a little and I find a super nice worker name Patrick that did not make me feel like an idiot and explained how everything worked.
Turns out they were sold out of ski lift tickets until 3:30pm.
