We are up in North Carolina staying in a really nice cabin on a rapid rushing creek, called Snowbird Creek. Tom was out fly-fishing last evening when I heard him say "oh crap" or something similar. I went out to see what was going on and he told me that one of the lenses fell out of his glasses into the creek. He was standing on a couple of rocks, bent down looking for the lens to his glasses. It was getting close to dusk, so after about 15 minutes he came up to the cabin and started looking for the REST of his glasses, which he had put into one of the pockets of his fishing vest. Well, turned out THEY had fallen out of the vest while he was looking for the lost lens.

Quite a bit of cussing ensued. But I suggested that he take a flashlight out there and maybe the light would reflect off the glasses. Sure enough, first he found the frames and then after awhile he found one of the lenses. He kept looking but it was getting darker and darker so he finally gave up and came in.

First thing this morning, we thought he might as well go look one more time. The sun was shining now and maybe his polarized sunglasses would help. He wasn't out there for more than about five or ten minutes when I heard him come stomping back up the back porch steps. Believe it or not, he had found the other lens.

Pretty darn great way to start the day!!

Later, we rented a fishing boat on Lake Santeetlah. Beautiful lake. Couldn't get a fish to bite, though. It started raining, which was no big deal. Then the lightening started. Kind of scary. It probably took us a good hour to get back to the boat rental place, ducking lightening all the way. But we made it, safe and sound.

Tom's out there fly-fishing again and I think I hear thunder so I better go keep an eye on him.

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