Mr. "X"
Day One After breakfast and coffee at George's house, Steve, George, myself, Bob, Mr. "X", and Mad Max & Little John put in at the Short's bridge. This was Mr. "X"'s first trip down the creek. It was an opportunity for us ignorant red necks to note how a person who has achieved the status of Eagle Scout, Col. in the Air force, holder of two Masters degrees, an airplane flight instructor, a SCUBA diver, a martial arts expert, a Ph.D. in physics and a self-proclaimed guru of all other subject matter, would prepare for such an insignificant outing as a float trip down a no-name creek in Coosa County. Mr. "X" rented a 12-foot aluminum canoe from Redstone Arsenal and brought it down on a rented boat trailer behind his Suburban (tying it on top had never occurred to him). His superior intellect and profound experience told him that an aluminum boat was as good as anything that could be used. After all, he was an Eagle Scout and had been offi...