Next to our site were two creeks, Forney and this one, and every night we went to bed to the sound of a constant thunderous--no, more like a blustery wind through the trees--kind of sound... A lot of the times, when Chris and I tried to talk to each other, the sound of the creek/s impaired us from hearing the other... O'well--Goob is a boring mother fucker anyway--HA!
-S.I.B.-