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Hey, Pearson. What did you do today?
Well, I took a quick trip to Chattanooga.
Chattanooga?, Isn’t that in Tennessee? I thought you were in Georgia?
Yep, Chattanooga, TN. Actually, Chattanooga is closer to us than Atlanta. Carol’s toy broke and we had to deliver it to an Authorized Dealer for repair. Chattanooga was the closest dealer. Roundtrip was 186 miles, plus there was a side benefit to the trip.
Oh, yeah? What was that?
We had lunch at La Altena, down on Main Street. It is just across the street from Pilgrim Pride’s chicken processing place. This is a hole in the wall, but the food was authentic.
Of 255 reviewers, they rated 93% LIKE on Urban Spoon. That is a pretty good score for the number of reviewers.
Carol’s Chicken Fajitas were moist and very tasty.
My Camarones ala Mexicana where great. The plate had lots of shrimp, and loads of sautéed onions, tomatoes and jalapeños.
Fresh chips were crisp. Salsa was very good. It was not a fancy place but certainly a place we will go back to when we are in Chattanooga.
Cool, Pearson, what else did you do?
Well, after that, we headed back home to Blue Ridge. We drove past Parksville Lake and Lake Ocoee on Highway 64. As we entered the Cherokee National Forrest, we noticed the middle section of the Ocoee River was congested with white water rafters. I have no photo of that because I cold not find a place to pull over. We decided to stop at the Ocoee Whitewater Center (OWC) to check out the Ocoee River, sans water. The TVA controls water releases from the three dams on the Ocoee. They release water in the upper section only on weekends. Since I wanted photos of the river around the OWC with no water running and with water running, I thought this would be a good opportunity to take photos of no water running. Here are a couple of those photos.
This is a shot looking upstream towards the OWC.
This one is further down stream looking back upstream again. The bridge in the background is at the OWC. The bolders on the left and right are about 15 to 20 feet tall
It is hard to imagine that this peaceful view will turn into a raging river on the weekend.
And when we got home, this had arrived. That means I get to crawl back under our RV and replace our black tank valve. That should be fun. I can assure you I will back flush that tank a bunch before I pull the non working valve out.
That’s it for day tripping. Y’all come back now.
haven’t had Mexican for a while. I’m thinking it’s time. Thanks for the reminder!