High on the Hog

Greetings from Lake Wylie, SC. We just crossed another state line and it feels real good to be down here in the Palmetto State. We got hooked up with a place to stay for tonight. One of my Mom's good friends from high school (might have even been a boyfriend if I heard correctly) lives down here on the lake. Me a J have our own house, yes that's right, someone trusted us with our own house for the night. This isn't just a house, I would call it a lakefront villa, probably the nicest place I have stayed in a long time. In fact Gwenyth Paltrow stayed in this place when she was making the movie Shallow Hal. Jeff, our host, is a photographer and artist and has been all around the world taking pictures of wild animals and cowboys (really one in the same). 

After resting up this morning and some failed fishing, Jeff took us out on the boat for a tour of the lake. He showed us the sights and regaled us with a few tales from my Mom's high school and college days. It sounds like The Judge (my grandpa) was just as much of a hard ass as The Colonel (my dad). Though it did sound like a few of the other Cherry Hillers were a bit crazier than my Mom (that may or may not include some of our blog followers). Jeff took us out to dinner and we shot the shit for quite a while. Here is my personal favorite Jeff story, "So just before the last game the Patriots played at Foxbrough, I was working on a commercial with Drew Bledsoe. When we were done he brought down a couple buckets of golf balls and we hit drivers into the stands. When the played there last game a day later they were really sucking it up. I was watching ESPN and the announcers notice the fans were throwing things onto the field. After 5 minutes the announcers realized it was golf balls. The same balls Drew and I hit up in the stands yesterday."

When we arrived at the villa there was a list of helpful tips for operating all the toys in the house. The list also mentioned that Jeff had been having a problem with muskrats on the shore, and if we felt so inclined to grab the shotgun out of the closet and take down a few. Obviously we had to check it out and there was a a shotgun and shells. Needless to say after I finish up the blog we are going hunting, wish us luck. Well tomorrow we have a long day in the saddle, heading over to Greenville, SC to stay with my aunt and uncle. We will take our first zero day there, so we will catch you on the flip side.

Beautiful places and Smiling faces,

Steve