For Mother's Day, I wanted the family to take me to Currahee. All of them had climbed this mountain in Toccoa, GA except me. It was the tallest peak in the area as we were driving in.
This Army camp was used during WWII as a training base. The soldiers would have to run the 3 miles up the mountain and the 3 miles down within an hour or have to do it again.
When it was time to deploy, the infantry units parachuted down into Normandy, France. There's a memorial here for all those killed, wounded, or missing in action.
I decided to test out my new backpack. I filled it to the brim with my hiking gear, water, and our snacks. The full pack weighed about 25 lbs.
Luke wore a 20 lb weighed vest and broke in his new Army boots. Eric and our youngest wore small packs for their phones, wallets & keys.
The road wasn't too bad, but definitely got my heart rate up in places, especially toward the end. I was surprised by how many vehicles were on the road. Each time one drove by, they kicked up dust that made it hard to breathe.
The yougest made it to the top first in just 25 minutes. Eric was next, followed by Luke. I was the last one to arrive.
There are a few small trails at the top where you can see different overlooks.
After the hike, we decided to stop by McAlister's Deli for some tea, sandwiches, and a couple slices of their Colossal Carrot Cake. 😋
