When I was in high school, a friend introduced me to Cochran’s Mill located south of Atlanta near Fairburn. It was my first waterfall adventure, and I have been chasing them ever since. Last weekend I drove back to that areaâ€”a place where I had not been in years and years. I don’t even know if I can find a photo of this place in any of my collections, but I remember that several of us spent a lot of time there.
You can no longer drive across the bridge to the side where the old mill was located, but I remember doing it and also stopping in the middle to look up at the waterfall. We were not afraid of too much back then and even a late night drive felt safe and secure. We were young and nothing seemed impossible.