{"id":11027,"date":"2022-10-14t12:12:21","date_gmt":"2022-10-14t12:12:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dpetrov.2create.studio\/planet\/wordpress\/reflections-my-day-in-cloudland-canyon\/"},"modified":"2022-10-14t12:12:21","modified_gmt":"2022-10-14t12:12:21","slug":"reflections-my-day-in-the-clouds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"\/\/www.getitdoneaz.com\/story\/reflections-my-day-in-the-clouds\/","title":{"rendered":"reflections | my day in cloudland canyon"},"content":{"rendered":"
it was early. ungodly early. so early that it was still late. the sky was hovering between near-black and deep blue. my neighborhood was quiet, save for a few idling cars. in heaven’s name, where <\/em>could people be headed right now?<\/p>\n i, on the other hand, had a plan. well, to be more precise, i had yearning. for getting away, for getting into nature. i was going to the canyon. no, not that<\/em> canyon. something closer to home. cloudland canyon, in the northwest corner of georgia, bordering alabama and tennessee.<\/p>\n however, i would have to leave soon if i were to make it in time for sunrise \u2014 it was just after 2:00 a.m. and i had a three hour drive ahead of me. i racked my brain and gathered everything i thought i may need, shoved them into my car, and got on the road\u2014 i would not sleep that night.<\/p>\n my drive was long, quiet, and peaceful \u2014 and then i was there. i got out of the car, took a deep breath of green, and began walking to the first overlook on the edge of a cliff. i had the place mostly to myself. distant waves of fading green and amber. singing birds gliding about. i then realized that the main trail of the canyon was the other way, so off i went. <\/p>\n sitting at the head of the trail was a set of wooden adirondack chairs set up to take in the view.<\/p>\n