Always Check the Weather
In southern Pennsylvania, you never know where those mountains will take ya.
It was early monday morning,
We got ready for a float, but not on a boat.
We went rolling down the river with our tubes tied together.
Though before departure, not a soul bothered to check the weather.
Some sipping brew, while I drank Mountain dew,
But that may or may not be true.
After a while, the sky turned angry,
Yet to go was still another mile.
Lighting came striking, we started to wish we were biking.
Stranded afloat, we became concerned for our safety.
We tried to tough it out, but began to scout- for a shelter nearby.
We swam to shore, then began to tour.
We came across a young couple, who drove us to our cabin, in their station wagon.
As we arrived to our destination, I started to feel sane,
But never looked at the river the same.
Always check the weather.