After some relaxing at the campground, we loaded up for an adventure. Just 15 minutes north of us (plenty of time for kiddo catnaps, apparently - in their defense, we did get them up at 5:30 to leave the hotel) was Chickamauga Creek Gorge State Natural Area, which promised plenty of hiking and swimming opportunities. The trail wound up and down, and then split to either follow the creek (and cross the creek) or head up into the hills (with the promise of waterfalls and mines and overlooks). Because the kids wanted to swim, we stuck to the creek and headed for the Blue Hole (approximately a 2.5 mile round-trip trek). Being Labor Day weekend, there were PLENTY of other hikers and swimmers out there, but not overwhelmingly so, thankfully. The kids did pretty well, though there was some loud, repetitive complaining about "how much further" (and some quiet, under our breath whispers about "how many more hills"). Blue Hole was popular and boasted many brave young adults jumping off giant boulders and cliffs. James and I decided immediately that we were happy to just swim and observe, but Cora wanted to jump off that boulder SO badly... Jay watched the goings-on for a while, checking safety and behavior, then eventually climbed the boulder to take a look for himself. As soon as Cora spotted his head up there, she took off running and I couldn't stop her (so I just yelled loudly up to Jay that she was on her way - she had tried to go straight up when we arrived, but luckily listened to our instructions that she couldn't climb without one of us). Once they were at the top, they waited their turn and plotted their approach, and the next thing I knew, Jay was throwing my baby off the edge...
Rock hopping and stream splashing on the way to Blue Hole
Playing in the shallower areas while daddy contemplated jump safety
James made his own little jumps and slides, sweet buddy
He was anxiously watching his Sissy climb that boulder...
Last minute decision: let her jump and risk not clearing the rock completely, or toss her?
Tossed like a dwarf!
I waited with bated breath for the few seconds it took her to resurface, during which time Jay jumped in behind her. She surfaced with a smile, thankfully, and to the sound of roaring applause from the crowd (who all seemed pretty impressed with her bravery, as she was the youngest by far to take the plunge while we were there). I couldn't resist asking her a few post-toss questions:
The water was pretty cold (so she's not shaking from fear, I promise). Her lips eventually turned blue and we had to start hiking back to warm her up (with plenty of stops along the way to check out random wildlife and swim at a couple other smaller swimming holes).
We were almost back to the car at this point. She was exhausted, but insisted on carrying some souvenir rocks. Right after I took this photo and we started hiking again, I heard her yell behind me, and turned around to find her rolling down the side of the trail (thankfully, a tree just off trail stopped her before she went far). I don't know if she was not watching her footing and tripped, or wasn't looking where she was going and walked off the edge of the trail, but she was furious and scared (and crying and dirty and bloody and bruised - SO MANY scrapes on this trip!) It took another swimming hole stop and the promise of dinner and treats to calm her down. Big day for a little girl, and it was nowhere near over yet!










