Adventures on Wildcat Creek

This weekend, David and I journeyed home to Blountstown to celebrate our Fathers. It's always fun to go home with David and check out all of our old stomping grounds. Usually, we just go down to his family's swamp and ride around, which is mainly what we used to do when we were teenagers. This weekend, since he was driving his company car and his dad had the truck occupied, we couldn't get in much swamp riding. Therefore, I showed him around where Brad and I used to hang out back in the day.

I took him down to Wildcat Creek. This is a little stream that feeds into the Chipola River that runs right through my parent's property. Brad and I would spend countless hours in the summer down in that creek exploring and checking things out and as we got older, gigging frogs and collecting sucker fish with our friend and neighbor Mason and whoever else we could get to join. So, David finally got to see what all the fuss was about. I was surprised that he never joined us on one of our excursions down there, but now he can say he has been.

We began our journey at the highway, right under the bridge that was always lots of fun to play at. This is a place where shoes are abandoned and you sink your feet into the frigid water.

I can't express to you how beautiful this little creek is. Maybe because it's part of my childhood and the wonderful memories make it that much more beautiful.

The creek was really low this weekend, so we had no problem navigating it. My only prayer was that  I didn't fall and take my camera into the water with me! David absolutely loved it. He was quite jealous that Brad and I had this creek to play in when we were little. He would have never come home if he had something like this by his house or so he claims. But I believe him.

We just walked around and took turns to see who could catch crayfish. We discovered one little guy who had made a nice home out of a beer can. I affectionately named him Sponge Bob.

We played with Sponge Bob for a bit and I made David release him after threatening to eat him. {SB was never in danger of that, I assure you!}

There he is safe and sound back in the water.

We had a blast just walking around down there. It was such a nice afternoon for it. We will have to go back really soon!

Guess you can just call it our redneck vacation!