Well, I'm still getting the sand out of my ears and Q-tip sales are up here in Choctaw. We had a blast up there in Hinton on the 26th. Neill Dorsey rounded us all up in the park (right on time) and split us into two groups. I think there were at least 24 vehicles. I've never seen so many trailer queens in one spot!
Fe and I followed Neill to the North, we didn't follow too closely, 'cause we didn't want to get hit by a drive shaft or "u" joint. Just kiddin' Neill. Another reason we chose the pack heading North was because Shane Thatcher was in that group and whenever Shane's around you're bound to see something exciting before the day's out. The Thatcher kids caught their fair share of turtles and various wildlife specimens. I think Christine Foster even bartered one of them out of a soft shell, which we later tried to convince them Dale had cooked into the chili, but they wouldn't fall for it.
We had a couple of minor breaks and the infamous Canadian River quicksand claimed a couple of us, but all in all we had a great time out there on the river. Maria Greenfield would probably make a great National Geographic photographer, if given the chance, but her husband won't give her any film.
On the serious side, we also walked away with some lessons learned that keep resurfacing. It doesn't matter if your rig is bone stock, or tricked out to the max, these little extras really enhance your trip and those traveling with you:
Ok, enough preaching. This river run was especially nice, because we followed it up with a great meal: hot dogs, links, sausage, chili, and lots of snacks and ice cream. You simply couldn't beat this run - it was just a wonderful day. Special thanks to "The Guide" - Neill, "The Cook" - Dale, "Security" - Linda, and everyone who helped make this a fantastic club get together. Oh yes and the big Dodge for pulling my stuck butt out of the quicksand.