I went to graduate school in Carrollton a million yrs. ago. Back in the day when young people bought land and built handmade cabins. My Psy. professor had one at the base of Blackjack Mt., a A frame. we rented it for several yrs, days of smoke and wild parties, getting lost in the woods. What a beautiful place it was and rather empty but for many large farms.
At that time Alabama was considered dangerous for long hairs not that all the Carrollton folks approved of us either. We stayed on the Georgia side of the border.
There were some cows on the Mt. otherwise wide open for hikes and whatever, felt like out own private place.
Thanks for the memory.