Wanderlust & Wordy Wednesday: The Battle of Resaca

Hello dear readers! Welcome back and thanks for stopping in. Today’s destination is also an event. This place is historical so it is also open year round. Today we’re going to talk about The Battle of Resaca. Resaca is a small town in Gordon County, Georgia but also has unincorporated parts in nearby Whitfield County. It lies along the Oostanala River and has a population of around 540. It has 2.8 sq miles, .1 of which is water.

The Civil War Battle of Resaca (the first battle of the Atlanta campaign) was fought here and reenactments  happen every year on the third weekend of May. Which means that is is happening this weekend! It is also home to the first Confederate Cemetery in Georgia. The story goes that Mary J. Green, who lived on a plantation, and her family returned to said plantation to find a horrible sight of scattered graves of confederate soldiers all around their house. They decided to collect all the bodies and re-interring them to a single plot of land. They had no money so in the summer of 1866 Mary began writing to her friends all around the state. They sent what they could and Col. Green gave his daughters 2.5 acres of land, with rustic bridges spanning the stream. This became the Confederate Cemetery.

The battle was between the Military Division of Mississippi, led by Maj. Gen. William T. Sherman (Union), and the Army of Tennessee, led by Gen. Joseph E. Johnston, (Confederacy). The Confederacy wound up retreating. The 152nd anniversary of the Battle will happen this Friday, Saturday, & Sunday (May 20 – 22). It will happen on the original battlefield, off Chitwood Road (off Highway 41 in Resaca). More detailed directions can be found here. Chitwood Farm is 650 acres of the original battlefield and saw some of the heaviest fighting. It still has preserved earthworks (from the battle, 152 years ago!), the Federal and Confederate entrenchments and the Western & Atlantic railroad lines.

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There are different events all day as well as sutlers and vendors. There will be a memorial service at the Confederate Cemetery and the main re-enactment will happen both Saturday and Sunday at 2. It is $5 per adult and $3 for kids, I believe. It is an educational and fun time for all. It’s well worth the visit and the cannon blasts can be heard for miles.

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They just opened (May 13, 2016) a brand new Resaca Battlefield Historic Site right off of the 320 exit of I-75. It is just miles from the reenactment site and features miles of hiking trails and interpretive markers. There is also the new Fort Wayne Civil War Historic Site on the other side of I-75, just yards from downtown Resaca. This historic fort was part of the defensive earthworks guarding the river and Resaca during 1864. After the battle and retreat of the Confederates, it was occupied by Federal troops.

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I have not had the chance to visit either of the new Historic locations but I plan to soon. I will make another post for them when I do. Please let me know if you visit the Battle of Resaca this weekend! I would love to go back but have prior obligations this weekend. For more information, visit The Battle Of Resaca Reenactment and Civil War Trust: Resaca for more information on the battle. Be well, dear readers.


“Live as though you can fly away any moment you wish; live as though you can but have always chosen to stay.” – Tyler Knott Gregson

“There was a tiny house in town, that has always stayed the same, Home to a girl wearing a sundress Calling each flower by name. It was calm within the chaos, The sun around which we revolved, As stubborn as a stone, In its refusal to evolve. I thought it had forever Trapped within its weathered walls, Watching all the lives They built around it rise and fall. But one day with no warning The world felt shallower and strange, And the view outside my window Seemed all at once to have changed. I ran with lungs near bursting To that tiny house in town, Yet the ashes of forever Was the only thing I found. Walking home it felt the world Was made of me and salty tears, And the woman in a sundress Who watched me slowly disappear.” – Erin Hanson

“oh my darling, it’s true. Beautiful things have dents and scratches too.”

“Introverts are collectors of thoughts, and solitude is where the collection is curated and rearranged to make sense of the present and the future.” – Laurie Helgoe

 

 

Wanderlust & Wordy Wednesday: Helen, GA

Hello Friends & Neighbors, and welcome back for another Wanderlust and Wordy Wednesday! I know I’ve been absent this week, and I will eventually finish all the prompts from Writing 101, but today is not that day. It’s been a literal emotional roller coaster in my world this week, and it’s only Wednesday. So I feel that keeping with this regular feature, that I enjoy, will help me keep blogging and also calm me down.


Today’s wanderlust is going to take you to another North Georgia town; Helen, GA. This town is about 90 miles north of Atlanta. What makes Helen special? I’m glad you asked. Helen got it’s start as a logging town that found a way to turn it all around when that started going south. Helen made itself a replica of a town in the Bavarian Alps, only in the Appalachians. The design is now mandated so every building built must follow the classic South German style, even the national franchises (like the Huddle House).  As you can imagine, Helen is a really popular destination in the fall and winter. It’s popular for motorcyclists because of the excellent curvy mountain roads that surround it. It’s popular for a lot of people because they celebrate Oktoberfest every year (September thru November). It’s, of course, a very popular place during Christmas too. The whole town is decorated accordingly. Catch it before they close up shop for the worst part of winter. The town basically shuts down as temperature and tourism drops.

In addition to great food (try Hofer’s for baked goods and an awesome breakfast or The Troll Tavern under the bridge) and shopping to be found, the Chattahoochee River runs right through downtown. For around $5 per person, you can spend a few hours “tubin’ the ‘hooch” It’s a good time and I recommend it, just be warned, if the water’s low you’re gonna scrape your butt a little.

Helen is also surrounded by many natural wonders. Unicoi State Park is immediately north-northeast of Helen. It’s over 1,000 acres with a 53 acre lake. It’s part of the Chattahoochee National Forest. It’s also hiding the gem, Anna Ruby Falls. The paved trail is about 1/2 mile but it’s great. There’s also a trail called the Lion’s Eye Trail that goes along the creek and is meant to help those who are visually impaired experience and learn about the park. There are hand rails and braille signs.

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Helen is a great little town surrounded by tons of natural beauty. Whether you go for the food, environment, shopping, downtown carriage rides, hiking, waterfalls, or tubing, if you ever get the chance, you should go. Whether you stay at The Castle Inn or rent a secluded cabin, you’ll find an enjoyable weekend ahead.


  • “She was a liar and he was a thief, Suspended inside different stages of grief, When nobody listened despite how she sung, She learnt to twist truth on the tip of her tongue, His pockets were laden with diamonds and keys, So no one would notice the blood on his knees, They lived worlds apart but one thing they both knew, “I’m fine” sounds the same even when it’s not true.” – e.l.
  • “I am sending you this post card, From the dark side of the moon, So you know I got here safely, And that I will be home soon, For today I held our planet, Between the fingers on my hand, And learnt there’s more stars out here, Than our earth has grains of sand, So now the life I ran from, Doesn’t seem like such a wreck, When the town that I grew up in, Isn’t more than just a speck, And although my life feels tiny, As I look back at our home, I’ve realized we’re the only ones, Who don’t live it alone, That sometimes even shooting stars, Send pieces down to earth, When their solitary beauty, Starts to cost more than it’s worth, I am sending you this postcard, From the silence of the skies, To remind you that there’s beauty, In our microscopic size, So I hope next time you feel alone, The moon shows you you’re not, And how lucky we all are to find, Our home on this blue dot.” – e.h.
  • “I promise you, these storms are only trying to was you clean.” – Jessica Katoff
  • “When they called you a heartbreaker, there’s no way they could have know, That you’d left no heart more broken, Than the way you’d left your own.” – e.h.
  • “Just like the loss of love, it ain’t the bullet that kills you – it’s the open space it leaves behind.” – Michael Xavier
  • “Patience is the calm acceptance that things can happen in a different order than the one you have in mind.” – David G. Allen
  • You can’t change what you refuse to confront.
  • “And there were always those nights where she preferred the rain over people. Because the rain would remind her of how she should feel and people would remind her of the things she always wanted to forget.”- R.M. Drake
  • “Perhaps we only leave So we may once again arrive, To get a bird’s eye view Of what it means to be alive. For there is beauty in returning, Oh how wonderful, how strange, To see that everything is different But know it’s only you who’s changed.” -e.h.

Hello World!

Hello all. I know this blog has been all over the place since I started it and I apologize. I am new to this blogging thing and I have decided to join the current Blogging:101 course going on to not only learn more about blogging, but to hopefully find a focus for my blog.

Today’s assignment is to say hello to the world. For those of you who are new here, this will give you some insight into who I am and what I hope to accomplish. For those of you who aren’t new here and have popped by a few times, maybe this is a refresher for you.

I’m a quarter-lifer (mid twenties) lady who lives in the deep South. I love to bake. I grew up learning to cook from practically my whole family. My Dad taught me to make grilled cheese sandwiches when I couldn’t even see the stove top. He pulled up a chair for me to stand in, for those of you who are curious. My Mom has been teaching me to follow recipes and bake and decorate cakes for as long as I can remember. My grandmother taught me to make biscuits in the flour bowl (by making a depression in the center and adding your liquids, not as hard as it sounds), gravy, and the family secret chocolate pie.

I love reading and I learned to read before I started pre-k. My parents owned a business when my brother and I were little. and we stayed with baby sitters a lot, so I don’t know the exact time I learned to read. My Dad was tucking me in one night and decided to see if I could read any of the story. I read it all to him, but since it was my favorite, he tried a different book, which I also read to him. He loves to read and apparently I got that gene. I DEVOUR books like a monster. 300 pages take me one day if I don’t have anything to do.

I also grew up playing in grease. My Dad and his friends are shade tree mechanics from the 70’s and his passion for cars was also passed on to me. I can change a tire, oil, brakes, and more. I love classic cars. His passion fueled mine since he never told me that girls weren’t supposed to work on cars. Instead, he told me that I would need to do these things on my own so that I wouldn’t have to rely on sketchy strangers if I ever got a flat. I now work in the automotive field in a body shop. I am lucky to have my job because there are still many shops down here who aren’t too keen on hiring women. The shop I work for treats me like family.

I love to take road trips and ride motorcycles. My parents have always had a sense of wanderlust and it also got passed down. I’ve also been riding on the back of my Dad’s motorcycle since I can remember. I now ride on the back of my boyfriend’s bike but can’t wait to have my own.

I started this blog to chronicle a journey in my life and I feel like I got a little off track by posting a lot of quotes. I am not very good at expressing my feelings when I am down, so I use quotes. I have decided to try and post less of those on this blog. If there is still interest in the many quotes I have collected over the years, I will gladly start a blog just for those.

I will try to cover a range of topics, about my life experiences, travels, my Dad’s health, my new experience as moving out and being a first time home owner at the same time. I will try to throw in some DIY car tutorials, home ideas, and some recipes. If you’re lucky, I might even let you in on the Family Chocolate Pie Recipe. 😉

Welcome to the weirdness. Welcome to my slice of the internet. Welcome to See You Starside.