A few days ago, one of my dreams in life would have been to own a cabin in the mountains. After the white knuckle drive to get here – I think I’ll stick to flat lands (or at most, nothing taller than a foothill!)
The drive into Cherokee, was beautiful – or so Les said. I was trying to keep us safe from a wall of rock and away from the drop-off in my little Honda Civic, all the while having large SUV’s ride my bumper and take up more of their lane than I felt I could share. By the end, we arrived safely, but poor Les was carsick. Thankfully he agreed to drive the rest of the time we’re here to avoid the nauseous feeling and my complete nervous breakdown!
Our cabin at Panther Creek was incredible. I had reserved Fancy’s Creek since it was the only one that slept 2. The back deck is amazing. A fast flowing creek runs beside/below the deck and the view is a sheer mountain. The pictures from the porch don’t do it justice – it’s a straight up climb. The only wildlife we saw was a chipmunk drinking from the stream – we searched for more, but with Les’s car sickness we didn’t make it far.
Of course in my mind, it’s a magical place and I’m constantly scanning the leaves and water for any sign of sprites, nymphs, or any other fae creature! Maybe they can alleviate some of Les’s sickness so we can enjoy a day in Cherokee tomorrow.