Before we hit the rapids I saw smoothed out grass gently sloping up the bank right before the bridge. I looked on my map and saw there was a driveway that connected it to Rochelle’s. I briefly considered putting in there but thought George might have a hard time finding us. Now I wish I had!

While we were waiting for him, I heard the camouflaged air boat approaching and gunning it before the bridge. I’m sure he went up that bank, or up the trailer on the bank. Then they drove under the bridge, passed us on the ramp waving, and went up towards the buildings and the highway. The large air boat with it’s huge fan on the back being pulled behind the truck cast a weird silhouette as it crossed the long, tall bridge against the beautifully setting sun. Wish I had a picture.