I remember there was a turn-out or wide spot in the road (from area fishermen?) to park our cars at the head of the grassy trail. It must have been a short hike. I can't imagine we'd have ever wanted to carry a portable barbecue grill and cooler very far.
The trail ended in a small grassy area at the top of Marietta Falls. We could sit and dangle our legs over the edge while enjoying each other's company and the view.
When I first met N, it's one of the first places I took him. I wonder if it was a test to see if he appreciated that special spot the same as me? If it was, he passed.