|Mack Mountain Georgia|
We decided to take a walk this morning. We were going into uncharted territory for us. As we walked and took the path to the right, and left, and right again, then down the hill to? We realized we must have taken a wrong turn, oops. We continued walking and chatting on the most perfect spring day when we came to the fork in a dirt road. We really had no idea where we were and flipped a stone to decide. We didn’t have any money we were walking in the woods.
As we walked up yet another hill we came to a cabin in the woods hopefully someone was home. Harley is always the friendly one in situations I am uncomfortable with; he walked right up to the door and knocked. We explained to the gentleman that came to the door we were lost and without missing a beat he said, “I know where your cabin is, I would be happy to give you a ride.” Our host invited us in and offered us a bottle of water.
The living room was a trophy room filled with his hunting conquests. There were bucks, wild boars, buffalo, elk, and a couple of mounts I didn’t even know what they were. It was obvious our host Greg Underwood was a serious hunter.
The conversation turned to the animals displayed on the walls, the buffalo was the most impressive to me. I mentioned I had spent some time in Idaho 20 years ago and had the opportunity to eat buffalo which at the time I had enjoyed. Greg said he had plenty and would like to share some with us. We went with him to his freezer which is the size of a sofa. The selection of steaks, roasts, and ribs were most impressive. Harley had never had buffalo so we took a roast.
Greg saved us several miles of walking by giving us a ride home.
Tonight we are having buffalo roast in the crockpot with carrots, red potato, onion, and mushrooms. I have never been on a hike like this before. We got lost, received a ride home, made a new friend, and got free dinner. Life is good in Fannin County.