There’s something refreshing about driving through the Blue Ridge Mountains on a crisp Summer morning. Especially when you’re with two of your favorite people in the world.
I took a small trout fishing trip with my dad and brother this past weekend. It was awesome telling stories and laughing together. It’s something we don’t do nearly enough of these days. Floating the Toccoa River in kayaks was a lot of fun. We didn’t catch a fish but had an excellent time,
for the most part…
Okay, so we knew that they were going to begin generating water from Lake Blue Ridge through the river around 3:00 pm, but time escaped us somehow. Maybe it’s because we were trying so desperately to hook a trophy trout. Or perhaps we were distracted by the way the sun glistened so beautifully on the cool, clear river water.
In any case, time escaped us, and before we knew it, my brother, Adam, was running after a loose kayak, and I got caught on the opposite side of the river without a kayak. Adam saved the runaway kayak, but the water was too deep and way too intense for me to try and cross.
I was stuck!
(Have you ever been stuck? The only obvious solution blocked. Trapped like a fish out of water. Or in my case, a clumsy man in deep, violent water. It’s pretty scary!)
I walked up the steep bank into a hay field that seemed to stretch for miles. I ran into one of the field owners, and she told me I had two options – walk 8 miles north to the check-out point, or walk 2.5 miles south back to our starting point. I chose the shorter distance and quickly began my trek back to the dam lake (oops! I mean the lake dam).
I came to an old dirt road and quickly ran up to a car filled with four lost ladies. They let me use their cell phone to contact my brother. I helped the women back their car down the narrow dirt road and continued on my journey.
Crossing treacherous highway 515 was the final obstacle before reaching my destination.
Upon my arrival, I noticed the park was barren. So, I decided to sit and wait. (I’m not sure what I was waiting on. Honestly, I was just tired.) Much to my delight, a white truck pulled into the park.
Sheepishly walking toward the truck, I motioned the driver to roll down his window. He asked what the problem was, and I spilled the information. Graciously lending me his cell phone, I called my brother. Adam picked up the phone and responded in a questionable tone, “Lieutenant Elrod?!”
It’s hard to believe, but I had run into my brother’s boss, Lieutenant Mike Elrod of the Cartersville Fire Department.
(It’s moment’s like these that cause you to appreciate the meaningful coincidences [are they mere coincidences?] that seem to occur on a regular basis.)
Long story short, Lieutenant Elrod and his sons saved the day, and we were able to enjoy double stack burgers from Wendy’s, stale pizza, and cold beverages that evening.
Point of story – don’t get caught on the other side of the river when the water rises!
So, what’s your story?
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