That was a short dry streak

Tropical Storm Kyle, which had been parked off the US coast for like a month finally decided to head our way yesterday. It poured all morning long, and in some places, it dumped 10 inches of rain. My house was one of those places, and you know what that means ;-) Yep, a trip to the big ditch. We had originally wanted to dive today, but the rain really filled the Edisto to the rim, and diving when levels are high is basically suicide. Imagine looking for teeth in the ripping current and a tree slams you in the face. Yes - a whole tree. Not wanting that to happen, we decided not to dive. Since we were going to hit rain dependent land sites, we had to go early. I woke up at 6:15 and waited for the sun to rise. thA duDe, however, never showed up so I left without him. I got to the ditch within minutes and I was finding teeth before the sun was up. The water was still really high, but I knew that before I went. I wanted to pick out the easy stuff on the bank. I walked the whole length of the ditch, and on the way back, I noticed that there were giant piles of sand on the bank - that can only mean one thing - the county dug it out. JOY! When the water goes down, there is going to be some nice stuff! Anyway, I walked the piles, too, but someone beat me to them. BUMMER! They were little bare kid feet, so I wasn't too concerned. By the time I got to the last one, I had gained a new-found respect for the barefoot kid. He cleaned the piles like a pro. I found nothing more than a few little hemis, tigers, and duskys. It was all good, though.