We were fishing down at Indian Lake this weekend while camping...the fishing was horrible for everyone, catfisherman, bassfisherman, nothing was biting....kinda sucked. But the one nite Kory and I were over by the spillway, which is dry btw, but when we went to leave, the idiot I am, dropped my cell fone and my knife and didnt realize it. After waking up the next day and realizing I didnt have my fone, kory and I drove back to the spillway. I was pretty sure it wouldnt be there. Needless to say, we pull up to the spot and the cell, and the knife both, were leaning against the nearest tree. Someone had found my stuff, and left it there in case I came back looking for it. It made my day. There doesnt seem to be that many "Good People" out there nowadays, but someone out there last saturday morning sure was good people.