Sloppy Floyd Weekend

Left work at three and stopped by the library and TJMaxx. Didn’t leave on our north Georgia trip until 7:45. Anna thought I was driving recklessly. Ran into traffic just past the Rome exit. Three lanes had to merge down to one. Fortunately we were getting off at the next exit: Adairsville. Then we spent too long at Wendy’s.

Arrives at James “Sloppy” Floyd State Park in Summerville around 9:45. The gang already had the campfire going, and we sat around and talked til almost midnight. Our four made 21 in the total group. We shared a cabin with Lee and Nancy E’s family.

Saturday breakfast was in our cabin, so I got up around eight to help get ready. I did miscellaneous chores, and we served pancakes, bacon, eggs, etc. Later several of us went on a walk around the lower lake. Lunch was in the Watkins cabin: quesadillas and nachos. I ate too much. Lunchtime conversation included the controversial book “Fifty Shades of Grey”.

Afternoon walk around the upper lake, then rides in canoes and paddleboats. Steve F and I discovered the paddleboat went much faster backwards, due to the boat’s weight distribution. Back at the cabins some took naps. I found the Braves on the TV, and followed the Tech game on my phone. Steve W got the campfire going, and we hung around there while Steve F and Reid H cooked ribs. All the older kids played cards. Dinner conversation: would advances in medicine extend lives past the point that life was worth living.

We all hung around the campfire past midnight. I was following the Georgia, Clemson, Auburn, and Oklahoma games on my phone. Alyx and her mom Sarah F played a trick on Dixon E and Josh W. As they had all weekend, the younger boys rode bikes around the driveway circling the driveway. Eventually they crashed, but Matthew wasn’t hurt. Ceil and Anna retreated to the cabin to watch Clemson lose. Steve W send son Josh (& Dixon E) down the hill to fetch a “six foot log”. After a long while they returned with a SIXTY foot dead tree. The later it got, the chillier it became.

Not as many breakfast customers Sunday morning. The kids feasted on Pop-Tarts and breakfast cereal. Later the men packed the cars while the wives went for another walk. The younger boys boated, and the teenagers hung out. Around noon we all gathered, then departed. On the way out of the park both Anna and Matthew talked about what a good time they had. Ceil and I both agreed. The group might make this a twice-a-year-event.

We drove straight to Passion Church. I returned home and napped, caught the end of the Braves game, some of the Falcons game, and the replay of the Georgia game.