Stonepile Gap

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Stonepile Gap may look like a pile of stones, but there is much more to these rocks than meets the eye. As legend tells it, these rocks mark a grave of a Cherokee woman named Trahlyta who was told to drink from a nearby spring (Porter Springs), and (depending on the story) either the Mountain Medicine Man or the Witch of Cedar Mountain would make her more beautiful with every drink. Rumors of her beauty led Cherokee warrior Wahsega to ask for her hand, but she rejected him, so he kidnapped her and held her a prisoner until she wasted away. As she died, she asked to be buried in the mountain where strangers could pass by and drop a stone on her grave, and she would grant them the wish of being beautiful and happy. According to reports, twice when people tried to move the pile of rocks for road work, someone has died in an accident.

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Geographic Information

US-19 and SR 60
Chattahoochee National Forest, GA
United States

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34.62745430948959, -83.95498786121607
Lumpkin County, Georgia
Nearest Towns:
Dahlonega, GA (6.8 mi.)
Cleveland, GA (11.1 mi.)
Yonah, GA (11.5 mi.)
Helen, GA (13.7 mi.)
Clermont, GA (14.6 mi.)
Dawsonville, GA (17.0 mi.)
Blairsville, GA (17.2 mi.)
Young Harris, GA (22.0 mi.)
Lula, GA (23.3 mi.)
Demorest, GA (23.7 mi.)


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  1. Me and my daughter dropped off a stone and went to get back in the car and a large tree fell nobody heard the tree but me and her we went and looked and we all seen the large tree

  2. Someone I know has taken a rock away from the pile we went to lake Winfield Scott right after that and then the next day he became very sick we took the rock back and he found 800 dollars

    • This story happened to my older sister and myself traveling back to Blairsville from Gainsville, Ga.

      I’m from a small town in the North Georgia Mountains called, Blairsville. The small mountain towns once were occupied by the Cherokee tribe. My sister had moved out and away from home to a larger town called Gainesville.

      My sister was in an abusive relationship at this time and decided to move back home and wanted me to “help” get some of her belongings from her and her boyfriend’s apartment. I just think she wanted me there as a bodyguard incase her boyfriend wanted to start some shit, as I was much larger than him.

      While going to her apartment, on GA 19/ Hwy 60 via GA 129, we passed a mound of rocks in the road. My sister, who lived in Panama City Beach the majority of her life didn’t know what it was. So I told her.

      The story of the mound was that it was a Cherokee Ptincess Burial Mound. The princess was stolen from her tribe, and kept as a bride by her abductor and he promised her to bury her near her tribe when she passed, and people stop to place a stone on the mound for safe passage.

      This is what I knew to be the legend at the time.

      She cracked a couple of jokes about not putting a rock on the pile, and we moved on.

      Well, gathering her stuff was uneventful as her boyfriend wasn’t home. It was late and we knew we didn’t want to drive through the mountains in the dark, as this was before everyone had cell phones.

      As we drove we came upon the stone pile, she crack another joke saying “damn forgot to get a rock, guess we’ll just hope for the best” and we kept moving on. Little did we know, we were about to be “Scared to death”.

      About 1/2 a mile past the rock pile was a yellow sign signaling a sharp turn, but i saw someone or something standing next to it. The figure I saw was female with long jet black hair, she was wearing a long gown a dingy white color. I couldn’t tell if she was facing us or had her back turned. I shook my head because I thought I was seeing things because I was tired. I didn’t say anything to my sister because I didn’t want to spook her.

      After the sharp turn there was a straight away. We just came out of the bad curve and my sister wasn’t driving fast maybe 15-20 mph, when all of a sudden we felt the drivers side of the car lift up and we started to go over the mountain. Before we went off the side, the car slammed back to the ground and my sister slammed on brakes. I yelled “what in the hell are you doing, drive!”

      I told her at the end of this road we were on there was an old store on the corner, stop there and I would look at the tires and check the air in them, I was trying to rationalize what just happened.

      When we stopped, and I checked the tires, which were a perfect 32psi each with good tread, the roads were dry, there was no reason that the car did what it sis looked at me and said, “I didn’t want to scare you, but before the curve I saw something at the yellow sign”. I said, “so did I”. She explained what she saw and verified what I, myself had seen.

      We rode the rest of the way home in silence. Never to speak of this incident again, until now.

      Now whenever my sister or I go past the stone pile we place a stone or two on it, for good measure.

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