We headed for the cabin parking near the creek bank and unloaded the car. The water was running about two feet deep at the center where we decided to cross most of it wasn't bad but it was closer than carrying the stuff around. Ed and I were here for the weekend, planning a little fishing, a lot of drinking, and hopefully some female company. I had told a local girl, I knew we'd be there, and Ed's girl was supposed to drive up for the evening. We made several trips across packing our grub and other stuff on the other side.