With measurements shaping up to place this August as one of the driest in the history of North Carolina, the CCJC’s escaped to Tennessee to enjoy the wet comforts of the dam-operated Pigeon River. This year, as in years past, we extended our invitation to other Jaycee chapters. We snagged two unwitting rafters, Gene Shanks and Miss Grace from the Asheboro area. Using the trip as bait, we also snagged a few potential new members, who may or may not have been attracted to us because of our wit and intelligence. It was probably the beer. Here’s the group in all its splendor.
Oh, and if you’re wondering, here’s the group with beer. And yes, there is one little man who’s about to fall asleep — it’s past your bedtime, grandma. If you’re coming out with the Jaycees, you better bring your big-boy pants.
If you like what you see from the background features of the cabin, then you’ll be happy to know that we got in on loan from the Three Bears. Don’t believe me? Here’s a shot of us running out Baby Bear for sleeping in a little too much on check-out. That’s right, you run.
The moment you’ve all been waiting for: action shots. Today’s action shots were brought to you by the letter “G” as in Gene Shanks. He’s advertising the wonderful waterproof camera, whose slightly graining photographs may just be water droplets. Alright, alright, don’t give me that look! They’re definitely water droplets, geez.