Picking up where we left off, we had just gathered after floating when a HUGE storm blew up rather suddenly. We were sitting under the awning and the winds and rain blew us inside Saffire. The rain pounded and the winds blew while we sat with the air conditioning on, Saffire snug and dry.
When we finally had a bit of a break in the deluge, we headed for the restaurant and brought some life to the room! We had a good time over dinner, sang happy birthday to the waitress and got a weather forecast. There was some concern about flash flooding, as our campground is looped by the river, and apparently has been underwater in the past. We were reassured that the ground has been very dry and nothing to worry about this week.
By the time we got back to the campground, the storm was raging again and we all went to our own camps and had a little quiet time.
The next day dawned with a beautiful sky and we decided to head to Baptist Camp with the dogs for a picnic. We went early and didn’t get home until very late afternoon. The day was spectacular, and all the dogs, but Reileigh (?) and Tucker in particular had a great time in the river. They chased balls and fought the current for hours.
We had endless washer and ladder ball tournaments, endless because no one could score a point!
Deb, Luanne and I all fished and the casting was looking very professional, but nary a fish was caught.
The oddest thing of the day was the appearance of two snorkelers, yes snorkelers, on the river!!! One had on a wet suit, the other had on JEANS with a wet suit top. I couldn’t stand not knowing what they were up to, and when I asked they said they were diving for crawdads!! Who knew???
We came home, built a campfire and had dinner that Jenni had fixed while we were gone. Dessert was mulled cider and chocolate martinis, and we sat around the campfire until we couldn’t sit up any longer. When we first arrived and found a very quiet campground and 10pm quiet time, I was afraid we were going to get thrown out.
Turns out we are all so worn out that we’ve been in bed before quiet time!
We got up this morning (Wednesday) ready to go on another float. Chicken Deb said no way, I had enough and the river is going to be high. I must admit I had reservations myself, but was ready to try. The rest of us all headed for the outfitters where they told us we could go but they wouldn’t! Deb had the last laugh!
That was enough for us, we gave up on the kayaking for the day and headed for another local spot that looked good, Devils Well. It was a facinating spot, a big sinkhole that wasn’t explored until the middle 50’s. Two brothers were the first to go down, one lowering the other on a bosun’s chair. They found an underground lake holding millions of gallons of water! Today you can walk down about 60 steps to the mouth and it was very cool.
We made a very serious discovery today when we found out more about Teresa. Be warned..watch your dogs.....she is an animal slayer!! As we drove, not only did she KILL a squirrel, but she almost got a bird with her kayak. Give her two drinks and she’ll tell you all about it!!
We wandered around a bit as we made our way back to camp, stopping to order pizza for dinner tonight. Going to go to the office to send this off and buy a daily trout stamp for some late afternoon fishing. The river looks as if it has cleared just a bit, so the ever hopeful will be hitting the water.
Tomorrow’s plans, who knows, depends if we have more rain!
And the burning question from the campfire is.....do squirrels poop...and what does it look like????
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