When we got to the lake this morning the sun was peaking in and out of the clouds. Brenda and Tony looked well rested after their night on the point and were still wet from their morning dip. Donbon was there already. We didn't give him too much hassle for being the FNG! 
We shortly got geared up and went in search of a weight pocket lost last Sunday. At some point during the dive we noticed it getting darker but I just figured it was clouds. And the flashes? I figured they were coming from Tony's camera. Nope! When we surfaced it was pouring down and lightening!
As camp came into view, we could see that only 1 of the 3 canopies was still doing it's thing...the other two had collapsed. Slowly picking our way through the slick mud, yep...my feet went left and I went sort of right, landing on my tank. You know how everything seems in slow motion when you fall? Well, according to all the witnesses, it really did happen that way! I have to admit, it was the most painless fall I've taken in a long time. haha
The sun started peeking out after about an hour. Fetch had arrived. We didn't want to dry out so we went back out. Yep, ended the dive in the rain again. By this time the ground was a muddy slush and Donbon had already shown superior intelligence by leaving during the third dive. So we started the chore of packing up wet stuff, pulling trucks out of the mud and trying to keep the sticky stuff out of the vehicles!
But you know what? We had a blast! There was only 8 of us...Brenda and Tony, Paula and Nick, Donbon and Fetch, and Beast and me. We had expected about 20 folks today so there's plenty of briskett left and Brenda's got potato salad left. Guess what Tony and Beast are eating the rest of the weekend?!?!
A few photos....
We shortly got geared up and went in search of a weight pocket lost last Sunday. At some point during the dive we noticed it getting darker but I just figured it was clouds. And the flashes? I figured they were coming from Tony's camera. Nope! When we surfaced it was pouring down and lightening!As camp came into view, we could see that only 1 of the 3 canopies was still doing it's thing...the other two had collapsed. Slowly picking our way through the slick mud, yep...my feet went left and I went sort of right, landing on my tank. You know how everything seems in slow motion when you fall? Well, according to all the witnesses, it really did happen that way! I have to admit, it was the most painless fall I've taken in a long time. haha
The sun started peeking out after about an hour. Fetch had arrived. We didn't want to dry out so we went back out. Yep, ended the dive in the rain again. By this time the ground was a muddy slush and Donbon had already shown superior intelligence by leaving during the third dive. So we started the chore of packing up wet stuff, pulling trucks out of the mud and trying to keep the sticky stuff out of the vehicles!
But you know what? We had a blast! There was only 8 of us...Brenda and Tony, Paula and Nick, Donbon and Fetch, and Beast and me. We had expected about 20 folks today so there's plenty of briskett left and Brenda's got potato salad left. Guess what Tony and Beast are eating the rest of the weekend?!?!
A few photos....
