Going to be missing a bunch of the regulars. Life does this to us at times. Hopefully there will be many other hangs together. Dave asked that I throw a log on the fire for him, will add others for the rest of those unable to make it. Probably a couple for Scooby. Still feel bad about feeding her that leftover mountain man and the aftermath. Always the lady in the woods, she's gonna be missed.
Most of us end up poorer here but richer for being here. Olddog, Fulltime hammocker, 365 nights a year.
ETA around 9:30 am. See you guys there. Don't wait for me if you want to go on in.
SkunkApe
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Meet you at the kiosk at 10:00 am. My wife will drop us off at the south end and you can leave your vehicle at the north end.
Most of us end up poorer here but richer for being here. Olddog, Fulltime hammocker, 365 nights a year.
Ok doh kay
SkunkApe
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Like they say "I'm going in!!!"
With Dave's warning about the Lake Godwin road being terrible, I will park at the kiosk and walk around the north side of the farm and across the bridge route.
I expect to reach camp at the creek late afternoon. Packing now, leave after lunch.
Looking forward to seeing my friends who could make it and gossiping about those who couldn't!!
grinder
Oh-oh, looks like I'm going to pay for missing this!Originally Posted by Grinder
Mike
"Life is a Project!"
Ok, what a story, are you sitting down?
I stopped by the meeting spot at 9:45 to send the early south route gang off with my best wishes. There was a cute, sweet, stray black puppy hanging out with them so I picked it up and took it to my house to wait for animal control. I had lots of people tell me I should keep him because he was so sweet and it seemed like fate. I held my ground because, well, I can't replace Scooby yet (if ever). So I did what every self respecting person would do... I took the rest of the day off (I've been looking for an excuse to not be at work and spend some quiet time at home), did some wood carving, and strung up my hammock. I wanted to hang out in the back yard with the puppy to let him feel at home until he had to leave. I gave him some food, a bath, and loved on him (he appreciated everything except the bath... because the water was cold). I didn't sleep much last night so I was pretty tired. Nap time in the hammock.
I woke and was relaxing in the hammock, the puppy was sound asleep nearby (he would make someone a great hammock buddy). I heard a truck pulling into the area near my house (could have been someone from work dropping off some boards or something) but then I heard them toot their horn. I got up and walked over, it was animal control. I told him to come on over to my place, I went in and picked up the puppy and deposited him in the truck and gave the officer the background information on where the puppy was found. Then I started walking back to the house but something made me turn around and I said, "I doubt there's any chance but my dog wandered off on Saturday, have you picked up a stray catahoula recently? She's very old, deaf, about 75 pounds". He got a weird look on his face... yes, he had! He asked me a couple more questions and it was obviously Scooby (he then showed me a picture he took of her and it was definitely her). SHE IS FINE!!!!! I'll be going to pick her up in the morning and spending the weekend with her!!
Everything happens for a reason... it would have been easy to go with the gang this weekend, easy to do nothing about the puppy, easy to keep the puppy, easy to not think of mentioning to the officer about my Scooby who had no business living that long and going that far (she was picked up 5-6 miles away... a few hundred yards from my office!!).
It's a good day... but I still won't be able to hang with the guys. I'm staying home with Scooby
The best things in life aren't things. -- Art Buchwald
Now that is a awesome story! Will miss you but glad Scooby's back! Have fun reuniting with her! You going to take the puppy in if nobody claims him?Ok, what a story, are you sitting down?
I stopped by the meeting spot at 9:45 to send the early south route gang off with my best wishes. There was a cute, sweet, stray black puppy hanging out with them so I picked it up and took it to my house to wait for animal control. I had lots of people tell me I should keep him because he was so sweet and it seemed like fate. I held my ground because, well, I can't replace Scooby yet (if ever). So I did what every self respecting person would do... I took the rest of the day off (I've been looking for an excuse to not be at work and spend some quiet time at home), did some wood carving, and strung up my hammock. I wanted to hang out in the back yard with the puppy to let him feel at home until he had to leave. I gave him some food, a bath, and loved on him (he appreciated everything except the bath... because the water was cold). I didn't sleep much last night so I was pretty tired. Nap time in the hammock.
I woke and was relaxing in the hammock, the puppy was sound asleep nearby (he would make someone a great hammock buddy). I heard a truck pulling into the area near my house (could have been someone from work dropping off some boards or something) but then I heard them toot their horn. I got up and walked over, it was animal control. I told him to come on over to my place, I went in and picked up the puppy and deposited him in the truck and gave the officer the background information on where the puppy was found. Then I started walking back to the house but something made me turn around and I said, "I doubt there's any chance but my dog wandered off on Saturday, have you picked up a stray catahoula recently? She's very old, deaf, about 75 pounds". He got a weird look on his face... yes, he had! He asked me a couple more questions and it was obviously Scooby (he then showed me a picture he took of her and it was definitely her). SHE IS FINE!!!!! I'll be going to pick her up in the morning and spending the weekend with her!!
Everything happens for a reason... it would have been easy to go with the gang this weekend, easy to do nothing about the puppy, easy to keep the puppy, easy to not think of mentioning to the officer about my Scooby who had no business living that long and going that far (she was picked up 5-6 miles away... a few hundred yards from my office!!).
It's a good day... but I still won't be able to hang with the guys. I'm staying home with Scooby
No, a puppy is not in the cards any time soon... but I do hope that he finds a good home and lives a good, happy life like Scooby
The best things in life aren't things. -- Art Buchwald
I love happy endings!
Mike
"Life is a Project!"
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