First, within an hour of arriving at the cabin, we decided to go for a walk. As we passed the shed, Curt and I heard a waterfall-like noise...and then discovered that a water heater pipe had burst in the shed, and water was flowing out of the side of the shed. Lovely. A few hardware store parts and supplies, and it was back to normal...but without hot water. So, yes...smelliness abounded for a few days.
Our second adventure was a bit more exciting. So, it rained a TON Monday night into Tuesday, turning the creek behind the cabin (that also runs along the unpaved road to the cabin) into a mini whitewater rapids of sorts. As we drove Curt out to his hunting spot on Tuesday morning, we went by a spot where there's a road across the creek that is usually crossable...only to find two men standing in the back of a pickup, halfway submerged in the water. Oh boy. I checked to see of anyone was already helping them. Nope. We were the first sign of life they had seen, (mind you, it was a little after 7am), and they had already been there almost an hour! Danae and I sped back to the cabin, called 911, and hurried back to the men. Poor guys. They were safe, but the truck seemed to be a goner. Within 10-15 minutes, an ambulance, fire squad, police, health personnel, and fire police were all on the little dirt road, getting the men to safety.
All in all, it was a good time away, even though a buck did not end up in the back of our truck. Let's see what this coming weekend brings for the hunting hubby! :o)