How to Spend the Perfect Weekend at Lake Chatuge
1. Exploring Lake Chatuge
When I yearn for a weekend of Southern hospitality and relaxation, I do what many people wouldn’t: I head home. From Asheville, I drive along Highway 64, crossing the mountain ridgeline and leaving Nantahala National Forest behind as I emerge into a long valley. Here, Lake Chatuge awaits. It’s a little-known getaway near my hometown of Hayesville, and I come to soak up some sun and enjoy the fresh air.
Lake Chatuge, constructed by the TVA in 1942, is uniquely positioned in the middle of the Georgia-North Carolina state line, allowing you to enjoy the experience of swimming in two states in one day. With 132 miles of picturesque shoreline, it’s a destination that doesn’t require an expensive lodge or long lines to park and enter. For me, it’s a perfect place to gather with family, catch up with old friends, or relax on a solo trip.
On my way to the lake, I stop to fill my cooler with provisions from Pick-a-Nick Basket Deli, which offers a selection of sandwiches, snacks, drinks, and even ice and firewood.
Since I don’t have my nieces or friends’ kids this time, I avoid the bustling, family-friendly beach at Clay County Park Campground and drive to the “Circle,” a lesser-known, unmarked boat access point. To get there, head down Hinton Center Road off Highway 64 and look for two large yellow gates on the roadside. Follow them to the end. While there isn’t a sandy beach, there’s plenty of soft, open grass. I claim a picnic table for my lunch and gear and enjoy a couple of hours of swimming.
2. Dining Experiences
After a swim and lunch, I stroll along the top of Chatuge Dam and take in the beautiful views of the lake as I traverse the three-mile paved path. Here, numerous locals greet me with friendly waves: runners, children on bikes, and retirees walking their dogs. I overhear a pair of women discussing a visit to the tiki bar that evening, which sounds like the perfect next stop.
Sand Bar & Grille, affectionately referred to as the “tiki bar” for its bright, tropical vibes, is located in Hiawassee, Georgia, on the opposite side of the lake. This teal-splashed bar features a sandy “beach” complete with lake views, oversized Adirondack chairs, fire pits, and cornhole. On this Saturday night, there’s live music and the cocktails are flowing. It’s wise to order drinks promptly upon arrival when it’s busy. For dinner, I drive back to Hayesville’s charming town square, where I enjoy a four-course prix-fixe meal at The Copper Door. The menu showcases traditional French cuisine with Louisiana flavors by chef Dennis Barber, changing each evening. Tonight, I savor grilled peaches and halloumi, a fresh fennel salad, lamb, and poached pears with maize gateau. For a nightcap, I cross the street to Nocturnal Brewing Company, and then take a relaxed stroll around the quaint square before settling down for the night.
3. Outdoor Adventures
When in Hayesville, I highly recommend camping along the shore at one of many public spots available (Jackrabbit and Gibson Cove campgrounds are the most popular). For additional comfort, consider renting a private cottage or cabin, or heading to The Ridges Resort.
The next morning, I rent a stand-up paddleboard from Chatuge Paddle and head out on the calm waters to explore the islands. If you’re traveling with a larger group, consider renting a pontoon from Lake Chatuge Marine to anchor in one of several serene coves.
After a refreshing morning on the water, I make my way to Rib Country for lunch. This family-owned establishment specializes in low and slow Lexington-style barbecue. I opt for a classic meal: a pulled pork sandwich and fries. The beautiful weather invites an afternoon visit to Crane Creek Vineyards, located about 20 minutes from the lake. Nestled in Young Harris, Georgia, the winery boasts rolling hill views of the vines, offering cozy spots around the property to unwind. Thanks to the husband-and-wife winemakers, I sip on the seyval blanc—a dry white wine that perfectly captures the Appalachian terroir—followed by the Mountain Harvest red. As the afternoon stretches into evening, I prepare to pack up and drive back to Asheville, feeling entirely restored. There really is no place like home.