Melody and her boyfriend Joey got to my house a little later than we all hoped Friday night, but we finally got underway and around seven. By nine we were at Jay's house to get the key to his cabin back in the woods of Grundy County. It was really staring to rain on already soggy ground and I wondered whether Mel's Explorer might not be able to get us through the rutted and muddy "road" leading to the cabin. But, we made it without too much trouble. Jay and Brandy got us situated and then left me, Mel, and Joey to ride out the rest of the storm that really got going later that night.

We were there not only to enjoy the cabin, but in the morning, if the weather cleared, we were supposed to go digging around for arrowheads around an old Indian rockhouse not far from the cabin. I didn't have much hope for the weather clearing, but it was surprisingly clear, windy and warm Saturday morning and so we set off for the rockhouse. Not long after we arrived one last storm rumbled through and the three of us had to huddle under the rockhouse waiting it to pass. I didn't find any arrowheads, just a few fragments of flint, but Joey and Melody had better luck (of course they were a bit more persistent than I). Joey found the first one. It was pretty cool I have to say. As I stood there turning over that arrowhead in my hands, I was struck by the fact that the last person to touch it before us was likely a Cherokee Indian probably more than 200 years ago. Hard to explain the way that felt.

We called it quits later that afternoon and headed back home after a stop by Jay's house to return the key. It was a good time and hopefully Mel will invite me back up there again soon. There are several pictures in the Nature album in the Gallery.

Oh, and after reaching a high of like 65 degrees Saturday afternoon, as we got close to home, it started snowing. Hard. We ended up with an inch or two by morning. Weird.