The Nother Inventure Story

“Well, me and my daddy went to the nother inventure.

We got in the truck and I took a nap and waked up by side the river. Mr. Rad was ther and we sayed "hey", then we taked the nother nap. When we waked up agin, Ms. OM got ther and we got in the botes and started peddlin. It was nite time, but when it got day the air was still dark and smoky and I could not see NUTHIN. One time I could not even see ever buddy in the bote and I thought I was in the nother bote all by my self cept I could still smell ther stinky butts so I knowed they was close.

We got to Cumby Eyland in a minit and got out of the botes and put them on the dert and put on our pakpaks and started walkin in the woods.

Cumby has LOTS of aminals.
I was walkin mindin my own bisness when I smelled pakpak horses. I looked in the woods and seen them! They seen me, to, and came RUNNIN UP THE RODE to me and said "hay happy nice Sarabelle - do you wanna play with us?" And I said "No - can you see that I am walkin in the woods with my pakpak?" Then I seen that they was not werrin pakpaks and I sayed "Where is yer pakpaks and peeple on yer baks?" They sayed that they do not got no pakpaks or peeple cuz they are WILD HORSES! They are wild horses that live in the woods all the time like a wild aminal! They was nice, tho. I wish I could play with them but I was busy walkin.

Then, I seen somethin. Know what? It was a armerdiller! I walked over to it and he said "Hey happy nice Sarabelle". And I said "Hey happy nice armerdiller". He was CUTE and not ded with a lots of guts gettin ate by a buzzerd like the nother one I seen.

The nother time, somethin was standin in the rode and I sayed "OHMAGAWD! What is THAT?!" And my daddy sayed "It is a hog." And I sayed "oh."

In a minit we made our tents and sleeped good.

At the mornin, a not nice ranger came to our tents and said "Do not get no dogs aroun here! Go home!" So we started walkin back to the botes. Then, we met a happy nice man that said "Make yer tents in my grass". So, we made our tents in his grass by side the river and Ms. OM made me a birfday cake! Then, the nother horses walked by our tents. We seen a ratcoon byside the river, to, but he was eatin oyster rock spam and did not try to get my food.

The nother aminals I seen was dogfins, grabs, gaters, bellycans, and lots of nothers that I can not think about now.

When it was day time agin, we walked to the botes and peddled back to the trucks. Ms. OM and Mr. Rad went home, but me and my daddy went to Flowerda for more inventures...”

“Great report Sarabelle. Nobody is better than you at telling about the way it really was.”

“my butt is NOT stinky!”

“It's not? I thought that was the reason Chip kicked you out of Blood Mountain Shelter?”

“LOL!
The truth comes out!”

“Sounds like you had fun Sarabelle...

My daughter has a kittykitty but her kittykitty can't go hikin 'cus the kittykitty won't wear a pakpak. And the kittykitty don't want to get ate by a bear”

“Gojobelle, you crack me up. Thanks for the report.”

“Thanks for the trip report Sarabelle! We love hearing from you at our house.”

“Always a fresh perspective from Sarabelle. Thanks again pup.”

“sarabelle, you can always make me smile, no matter how bad the day's been. ”

“Thanks for the report Sarabelle, we've missed your wisdom the last few days! Good puppy.”

“Thanks "fur" the report!”

“hey belle....i have been so busy working til it is dark time and then playing hit the ball and catch the ball at dark time that i have not been able to show you the pictures i got of you on our inventure..They are reely good too!
You are a good dog and did not bark and even when your daddy and mr. rad drug me thru the swamp and scratchy bushes, i was not skeerd cause i knew you would chase off the snakes and gators.
i will show you the pictures soon, you got famous at my work, where they love dogs and we are going to win the picture contest this year!
next time we walk and sleep in the woods i will bring more cous cous and i promise not to play yoga on the beach ;)
your auntie om”

“great report, Happy-Nice-Sarabelle!

I often feel that if I am able to enjoy a trip nearly as much as my loyal poochie(PatchyG) than I will be successful. Such enjoyable companions to watch on the trail...you don't miss a thing! PatchyG could tell some stories...if I let her use the computer anymore, that is. she's still being punished for all the bills she racked up from last time...

Be happy that yer daddy still let's you play, Belle! I know we all sure appreciate your fresh perspective.
;o)
(yer daddy's fresh perspective is quite another matter, entirely. heheheh)”

“Great report sarabelle! Your trip reports are so much better than your Dad's. Many games of gimmedat to you.

Ask yer Daddy if he ever got the package I sent him. He hasn't answered my emails. I guess you won't let him near the computer.”

“"Flowerda" was quite an adventure, too.

4/02/02
We left Crooked River SP (where we launched for Cumberland), and headed straight for the "Redneck Riviera". We arrived at St. George Island, FL pretty late, so I had few options other than closing a bar. Afterward, we drove back out the bridge a ways to an earthen spot where I was able to park and fish awhile. No luck fishin'. We crashed in the truck.

Next morning, we drove into East Point (at the "foot" of the bridge) and had breakfast while I thought about what to do. I decided to return to the island and look into St. George SP. They do allow dogs, so I got a campsite.

Around 11 a.m., we launched the boat into Appalachicola Bay for some fishing and sightseeing. St. George SP is quite nice. It occupies the easern end of the island - it has 14 miles of beach, and averages less than a mile wide. At the widest part of the park, there are a couple hundred acres of pines, but the rest of the park is rolling sand dunes - reaching from the gulf to the bay - that are sparsely dotted with scrub and sea oats. We tracked along the shoreline toward the eastern end of the island, but I did not anticipate reaching the tip - about 12 miles from the boatramp. Fishing wise, I mostly trolled with jigs, but dropped anchor a couple times to bottom fish with fresh shrimp. I caught a total of one catfish. I spoke with a fishing guide at the boatramp - his clients had caught only one undersized red drum that morning. Must've been the weather. We saw a mother bald eagle and her two adolescent offspring. I beached the boat to try for a closeup photo of one of the young ones, but I doubt it will amount to much. There were tons of other birds, and of course dolphins were ever present.

By 7 p.m., we reached the tip of the island. I dropped anchor and fished for Spanish mackerel, but no catch. The fishing was really off. There had been a breeze at our back all day that picked up considerably by late afternoon, and rowing against it to return was not an option. So, I decided to leave the boat at the end of the island and walk back to the truck. Though it was cloudy by now, the moon was able to illuminate the huge dunes on either side of the thick, sandy road. It was a surreal environment. The pure white dunes looked like snowy hills dotted with sagebrush. Upon reaching the truck, we drove back to the campsite. I was exhausted, and opted to sleep in the truck rather than pitch the tent. It was about 2 a.m.

We were up by dawn, and the wind had picked-up even stronger. I was not sure what to do about retrieving the boat. I went to the mainland for breakfast and thinkin'.

Eureka!
I had been to a bait store early the previous morning... and I remembered that they rented boats. So, I went back and got myself a motor boat! It was an open hull oyster boat, about 16 feet long with a 25 horespower outboard motor.

The wind was strong, and I was a little skiddish about our safety. The bay is very shallow, but the waves were quite large. The wind was coming out of the south, and we had to travel southwestward for 10 miles from East Point to the island (straight line). That put the waves crashing into the starboard bow. I was drenched before we even reached the end of the harbor channel. The open bay was tempestuous - the small boat pitched, rolled, and yawled like a toy. There were times when I cut completely back on the throttle just before crashing into really large waves. Poor Belle was absolutely miserable. Though I was concerned about adding extra miles (and using extra fuel) I opted to turn due south in the hope that the island would give us some protection from the wind - and it did... a little.

I got to within 1000 yards of the island, and turned eastward - toward the end of the island. Finally, we reached the end, and there, right where I left it the night before, was our "leetle bote".

The trip back put the waves at the port stern, which made for a much gentler ride. I decided to beeline straight across the bay for the tiny East Point harbor. We "surfed" back. The little rowboat towed easily - we got back without a hitch. We coverd about 22 miles in 3-1/2 hours on the roundtrip. There was exactly one drop left in the fuel tank. It was 12:30 p.m.

We were home in GA about an hour after dark.


goooooooooooood times!”

“AmyG, I bet patchyG was hanging out at www.dogtoys.com. You can still let her use the computer, just make sure you hide your credit card, lol.

I-am-OM, I can't wait to see the pics.”

“Dogs are good!”

“So Gojo, Is Belle ever gonna get back in the "bote" with you ever again? LOL!
Great report man. Belle must have gotten her trip report wrighting tallent from you.”

“Ms. OM -
I am not sprised that me and you winned the buty contess. You and me are REEL PERTY!

Know what?
The nother time I was in a buty contess awreddy! It was me and SkinnyKenny and Cooter and Browny, our land mans mewl. Me and Browny had to do xtra triks and walkin so some buddy would be a winner cuz the juzzes could not daside. Then, I did some reeel perty hops and smiled reeel perty and walked aroun with my tale perty.
Then, Browny did some hops and kiks and when he did his kiks he did a BIG POOT and the juzzes sayed "ewww" and made me the winner. I think Brownys poots was not good to the juzzes, but they smelled perty good tho.”

“Well.....just read about Photopoint ! hmmm.., guess i will have to get creative and use my free web space via my server and share pics via the homepage.......i just uploaded the pics of the Cumberland Island inventure...to photopoint...
so.....if you want to take a stroll thru and let the pics tell the story......get em while they are hot.....
i took a lot.....narrowed it down to 30 or so....heh..it was a long fun weekend!
hope you enjoy.....this may be your only chance to see the famous sniffer!
Cumberland Island Adventure 2001”

“Nice pictures. It looks and sounds like you folks had a good time. It looks like a neat place. Is there another trip to Cumberland Island coming up soon?”

“Rad is planning one in early may”

“Nice shots!”

“Good stuff OM! I hope we get to see Big Al's Place next month too. I wanna get some photos of him.”

“baume 66. if you want to go on the may trip, i'd suggest calling in your reservation ASAP. i had a problem getting one of the days, as did my other friend.”

“Way Cool Pix!! Loved the ones of the boats.”

“the first four shots were taken with a film camera , but i took so many on the trip out, i ran out of that film by the time we got ashore.
the rest are taken with a low end digital camera that i wasnt afraid of "getting wet". in the kayak ..but you can sure tell the difference in quality when using a digital zoom.”

“Great pics, OM! Looking forward to meeting you on the Wilsons Creek trip.”

“I-am, nice pics, thanks for posting.”

“cool shots Om...the one of Goj, Belle and Rad on the water at night is sorta eeeerie. Cool!

Thanks for sharing(I finally got through them all).
:o)”

“Hi nice Sarabelle,
I get a kick out of hearing your stories. You'll have to come by the homestead some time and I'll show you around.”

“GW,
She's seen yer place before (your predecessor's, actually). She was intriqued by "your" ducks - she went after them w/o any warning. She managed to scrape a feather off the surface before I could get her back to the edge...

OM -
Nice pictures! The river shots remind me of how perilous the first leg of the journey was...

Then again, NOTHING could have stopped us!

I got my first camera developed. I wasn't real thrilled with the pictures, but I'll get some of them posted one of these days.

Thanks for the link.”

“Who the !$%& is dumb enough to pretend to be GW, oh wait maybe it's somone who pretends to be a dog!”

“BTW -
I talked to a couple that were taking out when we were. They had been to Cumby, too, but they delayed their departure on Saturday due to the fog.

Wusses!
LOL!”