Little Paint Creek was a delightful anchorage...lots of swing room...No neighbors to speak of. There was a family at the entrance swimming in the shallows and canoeing...but they left before 6. The water was just too cool for our liking...but we did sit and dip our toes...well, Floyd may have jumped in and then right back out!!!! He tried to call it "refreshing" but I wasn't buying that...he moved way too fast. When I posted a comment on Facebook that we were anchoring in a creek, my uncle was a bit worried..."a creek," he said, "how will your boat fit?  I assured him we weren't in Kansas...creeks here are deep and wide.