
It may be a strange combination of businesses, but common enough in north Georgia. This is in downtown McCaysville.
The Ides of March marked misfortune and doom for the ancient Romans, but in 2026, the month didn’t start out that way in the North Carolina mountains.
March 1 marked sunny, beautiful motorcycle weather in the western mountains.
You take what you can get. The thermometer eventually reached 73 at mid-afternoon.
Today I rode over the mountains to Mineral Bluff, Georgia, hooked a right and motored to McCaysville, Georgia, which shares a main street — Toccoa Avenue — with Copperhill, Tennessee.
The side-by-side towns are popular with tourists, and the sun had brought them out today in plentiful abundance to visit the shops that line the streets here.
The Toccoa River flows 56 miles from the south into McCaysville where it loses its name, but not it’s identity. It becomes the Ocoee River just after it passes under the wood-floored truss bridge on Grand Street, continuing for another 37 miles into Tennessee and the Ocoee Gorge.
