The rain starts coming down in torrents, blown by the wind and people are still trying to roast marshmallows. At this point everyone except Papa is under a big umbrella and the marshmallows are melting in the rain instead of the fire.We all run to safety. I get in first and turn around to capture a picture of everyone else running inside.
Grammy and Catelyn are coming up the stairs under the umbrella.
Catelyn is clutching the only smore made that night.
Note Jon's soaked back.PS. minutes after we got inside there was a huge "Crack" and a lightning bolt hit just outside where we had been standing under the trees.
What a crazy North Carolina adventure that Jon got to experience on his short trip out there.




















