If the Walls Could Talk: Tallulah Falls Train Depot

In this installment of ‘History Off the Beaten Path,’ we visit Georgia’s only surviving train depot leading to this scenic destination.
If the Walls Could Talk: Tallulah Falls Train Depot
The Tallulah Falls train depot is now a restaurant, but it once saw thousands of visitors depart and return on trips through the North Georgia mountains. (Deena C. Bouknight)
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For more than 100 years, thousands of people jumped on the Tallulah Falls Railway, also known as “The TF” and “TF & Huckleberry,” which ran from Cornelia, Georgia, to Franklin, North Carolina. Most of these passengers were from the Atlanta area, seeking the cooler temperatures of the Blue Ridge Mountains, especially during the summer months. The train took them to a wonder referred to as the “Niagara of the South”: Tallulah Falls, a two-mile long and nearly 1,000-foot-deep canyon that includes a series of six cascading waterfalls.

Tallulah Falls was once a prime vacation destination for Georgians. (Deena C. Bouknight)
Tallulah Falls was once a prime vacation destination for Georgians. (Deena C. Bouknight)

Starting in the late 1800s, several train depots stood between Cornelia and Franklin. But today, only one train depot remains in the area for which the railway was named: Tallulah Falls train depot.

As automobiles became popular and more affordable, fewer passengers boarded the TF, and its final run was on March 25, 1961. Yet, the depot that experienced a tremendous amount of activity and foot traffic lives on as popular café and coffee bar while retaining its historic significance. A Georgia state historic marker near the parking area tells a part of the Tallulah Falls train depot’s story, and a peek around the outside and inside of the structure offers more evidence of what countless passengers experienced.

The exterior walls are made of local stone and stucco, with decorative corbels under a beadboard overhanging roof. One side, now a deck and a seating area, is where the depot’s platform once allowed ticket holders to board and disembark the trains. Hanging from the distinct orange terracotta roof is a Tallulah Falls sign. It notes that Franklin is 37 miles west, while Cornelia is 22 miles to the east.

The Tallulah Falls train depot sign provided travelers with directions to the nearest towns. (Deena C. Bouknight)
The Tallulah Falls train depot sign provided travelers with directions to the nearest towns. (Deena C. Bouknight)

Inside the building are seating areas where there were once waiting rooms and a telegraph booth. Preserved beadboard ceilings and walls fill the historic space. Black and white photographs adorn the walls and help visitors imagine past events at the depot. The photos feature images of the actual trains and passengers. Plus, there is an original framed poster showing the train route map, depots along the way, and the railway’s schedule. An antique brass wall clock kept passengers apprised of the time.

“The train was so important. It’s what opened up this area,” said George Prater, treasurer at Rabun County Historical Society in Clayton, Georgia.

Bygone Era

The advent of the automobile, a dam, and forest fires changed the trajectory of the town of Tallulah Falls. The area had already become one of the most popular vacation resorts in the Southeast by the 1870s. With the arrival of the railroad in 1882, visitors from Atlanta to the mountains no longer had to travel the rugged route by horse or horse-drawn buggies and wagons.

“Before the train, people could hardly get to this area,” Mr. Prater said.

During the late 1800s, luxury hotels, inns, and large homes sprang up near Tallulah Falls. Dancing, dining, billiards, tennis, horseback riding, and more were popular activities, and wide porches on all dwellings meant visitors enjoyed mountain breezes while rocking in chairs and lounging in hammocks.

Tallulah Falls had a thriving tourism business thanks to the railroad that visited the town. (Deena C. Bouknight)
Tallulah Falls had a thriving tourism business thanks to the railroad that visited the town. (Deena C. Bouknight)

For several decades, the area boomed, prompting thousands to step into and exit out of the Tallulah Falls train depot.

Yet, growth in Atlanta, 90 miles away from the geological wonder of Tallulah Falls, prompted early 20th-century entrepreneurs and engineers to realize a dam that would harness the power of the canyon’s mighty waters. By September 1913, 12,000 kilowatts flowed out of the Tallulah Falls Power Plants to provide electrical power. It was considered one of the great engineering feats of the era, but its construction altered the wonder that had attracted so many to the area. As the water slowed, tourism began to dwindle.

Then, a series of freak fires in 1921 destroyed most of the homes, hotels, inns, and businesses. While no one knows for certain what started the fire, one explanation—ironically—is that a spark from the train pulling in or out of the Tallulah Falls depot may have set the area ablaze, and high winds spread the fire.

Only the Tallulah Falls train depot and three other buildings survived the fires. Only the depot and the Moss House, which was owned by Rufus Moss, one of the men who built and brought the Tallulah Falls Railway to Rabun County, exist today.

While Victorian-style resort homes and hotels no longer overlook Tallulah Falls, the area became a state park in 1992. It includes  hiking trails and a visitor center with a bevy of historic information.
The old Tallulah Falls train depot continues to be a draw. It was restored after being abandoned and currently houses an establishment aptly named Tallulah 1882—the year the train depot began welcoming passengers. It is located at the intersection of Moss Street and Old Highway 441 (U.S. 441) in Rabun County, Georgia. Sit a spell, and you can almost imagine the conductor pulling the whistle as the train slowed to a stop along the train depot platform.
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A 30-plus-year writer-journalist, Deena C. Bouknight works from her Western North Carolina mountain cottage and has contributed articles on food culture, travel, people, and more to local, regional, national, and international publications. She has written three novels, including the only historical fiction about the East Coast’s worst earthquake. Her website is DeenaBouknightWriting.com