Thursday, June 24, 2010

The Swiming Hole

Through the many years, I have had opportunities to swim and enjoy an abundant array of swimming holes. Some merely creeks while others vast spots in the ocean. Although of all places I have swam, one place always comes back to being my favorite spot. A place one could swing from the rope tied to a large Cypress tree, jumped from the sides of cliffs into the chilling waters or relaxed in an inter tube on a hot summer day. This would be Edge Falls which someday, I hope to return an once more relive those great adventures.

I first went to Edge Falls as a young boy around 10 or 11 years old. My parents wanting to get out of the house on a Saturday afternoon decided to take me and my little brother Jimmy to the Falls. My two older brothers both who drove camped there the night before. At the time, it seem so far away from our home as my Dad drove along the narrow country roads off the course of civilization.