With invaluable help from Liz’s friend Jim, we embarked on a three-day trip to paddle four rivers – the Ocmulgee and Little Ocmulgee, the Oconee, and the Altamaha.
We drove up to Lumber City, GA (where we stopped for ice and saw this, er, unique use of display area in the local gro (heady!):
We set up camp at the Little Ocmulgee State Park campground, a perfect spot made all the more, um, magical when spots on either side of us were claimed by a boisterous cub scout troup.
We headed right out onto the lake, which as been created by damming the Little Ocmulgee.
Although signs warned us about alligators, we we saw none. What we did come across was this (insert your favorite collective noun here – all are used to describe groups of storks:) clatter, filth, muster, phalanx, or swoop of wood storks…
…and lots of lily pads.
The next day, on our paddle on the Ocmulgee, we found the tiny, remaining feed of the little Ocmulgee – our eighth river!