![]() ![]() More Than Peaches – Preorder! By Christine DePetrillo.My Problem with Alpha Heroes by Alison Henderson.Photo Op! Emerald Bay by Jannine Gallant.It's not easy to write by Barbara Edwards.“Hair” today, gone tomorrow? ~ Leah St.There Once Was A Time When I Was A Plotter by Marg.Why Writers Are Like Golfers by Betsy Ashton.WHEN YOU AREN'T SURE YOU LOVE IT by Peggy Jaeger.What the heck do headlights, trains, and little gi.You can visit me on my FB author page: REMullins, Goodreads, Amazon or I describe the river in and its little tributaries in VAMPIRE IN THE SCRYING GLASS, and I mention the falls and revisit the Low Water Bridge in A VAMPIRE TO BE RECKONED WITH. The river-walk and Low Water Bridge are featured in IT'S A WONDERFUL UNDEAD LIFE. This area has always been so special to me that I included several of Shoal Creek's landmarks in my books. People still using the area to walk or jog, swim, and fish. It pleased me to see the area was still popular. Returning to these places as an adult filled me with nostalgia. We head out to McClelland Park, located on the hillside above the falls to watch Fourth of July fireworks. Later, as a teenager, my first real boyfriend would take me on picnics along the river bank near Wild Cat Park. We always drove down after heavy rains to see how the river had flooded, often swollen beyond belief and completely covering the low water bridge. Dad knew all the best swimming holes and precisely where to look to get a peek of 'the castle' near Redings Mill. ![]() Shoal Creek was an important place for my family. ![]() Guilt over losing his lure, however, had me buying him a red and white Lazy Ike every holiday for many years afterwards. He said, "dammit" and I was so shocked I couldn't wait to get home and tell on him. It was one of the only times I ever heard my dad cuss. Needless to say, he never saw his lucky lure again. While at the same time attempting to jerk my line free. I will never forget Dad frantically trying to paddle against the current At that moment our little, flat-bottomed,Īluminum boat entered the first of a set of rapids. My line for an hour before I got my line tangled in an overhanging tree limb. I began casting like crazy, and I don't think I had the lure on Generously attached his favorite lure, a red and white Lazy Ike, to my Every single vacation, fishing trip, and riverside breakfast started before dawn.but I digress. To this day I've never understood my parents complete obsession with such early starts. We'd start before daylight.and that's something else. I loved those floating on the river with him as my captive audience. Mouthwatering scents of frying bacon and eggs filled the air and overtook the more pungent scents of river water, fish, and vegetation.Īt least once each summer my dad would take me on one of his float trips. While we enjoyed these simple pleasure, my parents fixed breakfast Every flat stone we found was skipped, the number of hops often hotly debated. Rocks were overturned in the hope of spotting aĬrawdad or two. Sleepily we'd pile into the red and black Rambler station wagon and head to the river.Īs the sun rose, burning strands of lacy fog off the surface of the water, we kidsĮxplored the gravel bar. Several times a summer my parents would wake me and my three siblings early on a weekend Wonderful memories from my childhood began flooding my mind. ![]() Along Shoal Creek reminded me of the hours I spent playing, swimming,Īnd floating in its waters. ![]()
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