06-Jul-2002 -- This narrative begins at 1:30am EST, July 6, 2002, when Matt Cavagnaro and Matthew Dunn of Orlando, Florida headed to Georgia in an attempt to visit all 16 of Georgia's confluences in one weekend.
No trip to Georgia can officially begin without a trip to the Waffle House, and this trip was no exception. If you've ever wondered what kind of clientele hang out at the Waffle House at 5:30am on a Saturday morning, please, do yourself a favor and experience it firsthand. They're good people.
The plan was to arrive at confluence number one at dawn, so as to maximize our daylight and accomplish as many confluences as possible while still light out. I had no idea how many could be visited in one daylight period; the most I've seen visited in one day so far has been three. Our goal for Saturday was 8 by nightfall.
We arrived at 31 north, 84 west at 6:40am. The confluence lies in the middle of a bean field, or at least that's what the first visitors said the crop was. Could have been cabbage for all we know. Getting within 100 meters required plodding through mud; a lot of mud. I had made the smart decision of wearing sandals, and by the end of the day, my feet looked like Exhibit A in a war crimes trial.
There were no signs of anyone being awake in the area, so we quietly got our first confluence of the day and hauled out.
Note: We only got within the minimum range [100 meters] and not as close as possible for the sake of conserving time.
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