Cherokee

Stopped down by the Nantahala River for breakfast this morning.  The water was already running and   it wasn't even 1030.  There were some very hard rains here a week or so back.  Flooded part of the
ridge top.  Could be why the river is running so often.  I didn't see any rafts or boats on the river yet, but my visit was just enough  to give me a twinge of regret at not being on the river anymore....

I'm in Cherokee today. Thinking about going to Unto These Hills, the drama about the Cherokee people.  Last time I did, years ago, the theme had changed radically and was quite acrimonious toward whites. Attendance was down.  No summer camps were in sight. Not a one.
Wonder if the tribe has learned their lesson yet...

Pondered going to theAquarium in Gatlinburg then decided the crush of tourists in mid-jury might be more than I cared to deal with.

Spoke to Sanjay briefly, awhile ago. The Griffins have not been here in a long long time, either. I guess I see why that would not be unexpected.  Their marine corp son was the big kayaker and he's an entire state (6-7 hours) away at Camp LeJeune.

Not sure just why those thoughts even entered my cranial concerns, except, maybe, that I, too, have begun to regret what's happened between me and the Griffins.....

Got to get those thoughts out of my head!

I meet up with Robin tomorrow morning.  Hope there are no surprises in store.