September 08, 2005
panther creek falls
I went back packing in the Cahutta Widlerness once, and I think we hiked the "Jack's River Trail." It was beautiful. All the leaves were in full fall color and blossoms from the mountain laurel tumbled like snowflakes around us as we walked.
We came to "Panther Creek Falls," where the trail headed steeply down the mountain. The falls were probably about 90' high and they kicked up a rainbow over the stream below. It was a pretty spectacular sight, but I didn't walk out on the cliff to look down because the rocks were all covered in wet moss that is as slick as snot.
I had busted my ass on that stuff before. I knew better.
When we got to the bottom of the falls, we stopped for a lunch break. I didn't eat anything. I dropped my pack, grabbed a bar of soap and started taking my clothes off.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Rob?" one of my companions asked.
"I'm gonna take a shower," I replied, and I waded butt-ass nekked out into the stream until I was UNDER that waterfall. HOLY BEJUS!!! The water was COLD. It beat on my head like a carpenter with a hammer. My codsack shrunk up to the size of a marble and my dick just totally disappeared.
But I soaped up and washed myself. After the initial shock, it felt pretty good, even though the air temperature was only about 55 degrees at the time. I just wish I had a shower head in my bathtub that is as good as spring-fed water falling 90' off a mountain. That'll damn nearly put knots on your head.
Nobody else in the group wanted to give it a try, but when I crawled out of there, toweled off and got dressed again, I was as warm as toast and I felt clean and refreshed.
That's the best shower I ever took in my life.
The wife and I went packing in Oregon and the Olympic National Forest in Washington for our honeymoon. Being from Texas it was an amazing site to see. Trees that dwarf any good oak or pecan here. They had to be 20-30 feet across the trunk. The octopus tree(http://www.lighthousefriends.com/meares1.jpg) was the neatest thing I had ever seen. We climed up in it to take a picture and it made us look like lawn dwarfs.
That was some of the most beautiful country I have seen outside my hometown.
The best shower I ever took was after my girlfriend and I drank copious beer. We then went back to her house where she covered the kitchen floor in a tarp.
She then proceeded to take off her skirt....
Wait, are we talking about showers with WATER only????
... camping tends to provide it... well, at least in my experience.. best meal ever?... halfway up Mt. Moffett.... best view ever?... summit of Mt. Adagdak... best outdoor sexual escapade?... at the base of Mt. Keen.... etc, etc.....
... there is something about camping and attitude that brings it out of us...
The falls you are talking about is actually called the "Jacks River Falls" - the most spectacular falls in Georgia imnsho. Been there many times when my legs were in better shape than they are today.
There is a nice falls called the "Panther Creek Falls". It's on Big Panther Creek further to the east in north Georgia - not in the Cohutta Wilderness
Did the same thing under a 40' fall on the side of Mt. Madison in New Hampshire's Presidential Range. It was a gorgeous Fall day and we had been hiking for 3 or 4 days. Felt great - I emerged fully refreshed for the tough tough climb up the Madison Gulf Headwall.
Not trying to bust your chops but for a public service, I was taught to not rinse out plates or put soap in a creek that might be used for drinking water down the mountain. We would get an expandable water carrier and use that away from the creek. Anyway, I'm glad that no fish jumped up and took your bait.
Woody, you NEVER drink water from a big stream. You think animals don't shit in it?
Find one of those springs coming out of the rocks and fill your canteen before the water ever hits the ground.
I've been on the Jack's River Trail once, in February. It was beautiful, but goddam it was cold. Rained in the evening going in, turned to snow at some point during the night. I was miserable along with everyone else, but damn, I miss doing stuff like that. I was in the Boy Scouts until I turned into a fuckup at about age 15, and had a great time doing stuff like that.