On our way back from Atlanta we stopped in the Tallulah Gorge to see the falls. I had seen the place last year and wanted to see what it was like as soon as we could. We poked around the visitors' center for a few minutes then set off. The rim trail near the center was very easy and everyone enjoyed it. Not everyone was up for a hike to the bottom and back, so only Briggs, Eli and I set off. Briggs ultimately turned back early, more discouraged by the open tread on the stairs, and the whole "afraid of heights" thing than the shear number of stairs (about 1000). Eli and I persevered to the bottom on the north side, took the suspension bridge across, and went to the bottom of Hurricane Falls. Then we had to hike back up It wasn't awful, but Eli didn't help matters by scampering up the steps two-at-a-time on the return trip. I did not ask him how long he had been waiting for me at the top when I finally returned.
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