The name of the Lake Burton cabin was Almost Heaven...however it was "almost hell" getting there. I am so over windy, narrow roads whether they go up a mountain, down a mountain, or through a mountain; I did them all and I can now say, "been there, done that".
One of the spectacular views from our balcony
A view from the tippy-top of the mountain we stayed on... who needs the Y when you can climb a steep mountainside?
James beat me up there, but he didn't have a whiny 4 year old slowing him down
Speaking of whiny four year olds, here she is freezing
Mady climbed her first "waterfall" and dad captured the triumph