Sonja Mattison - Contributing ( Lifestyle ) Writer
As a native of Colorado, I once took the grand and beautiful mountains for granted. From afar they looked like you could walk straight into them from my suburban home in the valley. I loved the skyline. As pretty as the mountainous scenery was, I only visited the mountains about six times in my whole twenty-three years of living there.
Then, I moved to Virginia, and afterwards to Georgia. When I first came here I heard everyone rant and rave about Stone Mountain, or The Mountain. I was amused when someone pointed it out to me. I thought, wow, that looks like a ‘big rock’. I laughed.
After a few years of living in Georgia, my friend from work convinced me to go. She was amazed with the mountain and exercised there. I kept laughing. She stressed how invigorating it was to climb and walk around. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I told her.
I agreed to climb the mountain with her. It took me about an hour to finish. I was out of breath. It was from that experience that I began to appreciate Stone Mountain Park. I adopted it as my second home compared to “The Rockies.”
Not only did I discover that it was magnificent for climbing, but walking around the five-mile mountain was pleasing. The more I walked around, the park seemed to be serene and peaceful, and so I made a commitment to walk every other Saturday at the park.
Stone Mountain Park is a great attraction. For more than exercising, it has nice recreation spots for picnics and crafts shows and other events. It is an excellent place for leisure.
You will also never be alone in the park. On the Saturdays of spring and summer the park is filled with walkers, runners, and bikers, which add to the fun of mingling.
If you are interested in exploring nature, or little adventure on the light side, it is a good choice. But, watch out for the deer.