A Phone Call

I got a call from Geno tonight. He was running the river on his scoot and hitting the dives on the way. He called and told me to head on down, but I was busy at the time and the weather was turning to crap. He also sent a picture from his phone. A friend, who I swore not to name, was caught having too good a time and wearing a bucket on her head. It's a great photo and it's killing me to not be able to post it. Geno told me to, but she begged me not to. And I promised. But still, what a killer photo...