The pigs were in the kitchen making breakfast when they were startled by the honking of a loud horn. “Go see who it is,” Bobby told Billy.

Billy went to the window. “It’s Professor Fir,” Billy replied, “and he’s here in his R.V.” [An R.V. is a recreational vehicle, which is a fancy way of saying a camper.] 

“What does he want?” Bobby asked. 

“I’ll go ask him,” Billy replied, as he opened the door. “Good morning,” Billy said as he walked up to the camper.

“Good morning Billy,” The Professor replied. “I just stopped by to see if you and Bobby would like to go camping.” 

“Where are you going camping?” Billy asked. 

“Oh, I have a little spot on the side of the mountain just past Sleepy Creek,” The Professor replied.

“It sounds like fun, I’ll ask Bobby,” Billy said, as he ran up the steps into the cabin.

“It’s Professor Fir, with his camper,” Billy told Bobby, “and he wants to know if we want to go camping.”

“That’s great,” Bobby replied; “tell him we’ll be right out. We just have to pack a few things.”

While Billy went out to talk to the wolf, Bobby packed some clothes, blankets and their toothbrushes. Making sure the stove was off and the lights were out, Bobby grabbed the things he packed and locked the cabin door. Billy and Bobby climbed up into the R.V. and off they went up the trail.

“I’m going to stop at Brownie’s,” The Professor told the boys. “I want to let him know where we’re going in case they need us.” 

When they reached Brownie and Marvin’s cave no one was home. On the door was a note that read, “Went to the Woodland to get honey, be back soon,” signed Brownie and Marvin.  The wolf wrote a note of his own, telling Brownie and Marvin that he and the pigs were going camping and pinned it to Brownie’s door next to the other note.

The Professor and the pigs got back in the R.V. and started down the trail towards Sleepy Creek.  As they drove along they talked about the big storm that was up on the mountain the night before.  “Did you see the lightning Professor?” Bobby asked.

“Yes I did”, the wolf replied, but it was so far away I couldn’t hear any thunder.”

“Do you think it will rain tonight?” Billy asked, “I like to watch the lightning, it’s like watching fireworks.”

“Yes, it is fun to watch,” the wolf replied, “but you must watch it from inside a safe place, like your cabin, never outside by trees or poles with wire.”

The Professor drove the R.V. down the trail to Sleepy Creek and stopped. There was no bridge over Sleep Creek, but the water was only an inch or two deep. The wolf got out and walked across the creek to a small Island in the middle of the creek.

“What are you doing? Billy asked.”

“Just checking the creek, he replied,” I want to be sure we don’t get stuck when we cross.”

“Professor does that Island have a name?” Bobby asked.

“Yes it does,” replied the wolf, “it’s called Rock Candy Island.” 

“Why is it called Rock Candy Island?” Billy asked, is there rock candy there?” 

“Oh no!” laughed the wolf, “it’s called Rock Candy Island because of the rocks on the beach that look like little chunks of rock candy.

Everyone got back in the R.V. and The Professor slowly drove the R.V. across Sleepy Creek and up onto Rock Candy Island. 

“Could we stop for awhile? Bobby asked, “We would like to explore the Island.” 

“I don’t see why we can’t stop for awhile,” the wolf replied, “you boys have fun, but be careful, I’m going to take a nap.”  

While the wolf laid back in a lawn chair and fell off to sleep, the pigs explored the little Island.  Climbing up and down the rocks along the shore they found many interesting rocks and stones. It didn’t take long before they were on the other side of the Island. 

“Look Billy,” Bobby, called out, “look at how deep and fast moving the water is on this side of the Island.” Billy stopped and looked, and sure enough, the water was much deeper and moving very fast. “We better go tell the Professor” Bobby told Billy, “I don’t think the camper can drive across that.”

When the pigs got back to the camper they were surprised to find that the creek on this side of the Island was just as deep and fast moving as the other side.  Bobby looked at Billy, “I think we have a problem,” he said, “We better wake the Professor.”

Billy ran over and shook the wolf, “wake up Professor he shouted”.

“What’s the matter?” the wolf asked, rubbing his eyes. 

“Sleepy Creek!” Bobby replied, pointing to the stream, “It’s not sleeping anymore.”

The wolf stood up, “Oh my,” he said, as he looked at the creek.

“What happened to the creek?” Billy asked, “Why is it so deep all of a sudden?”

“The rain,” the wolf replied. “All that rain in the mountains last night is just starting to fill the creek.”

“How deep will it get?” Billy asked.”  “Much too deep to drive the R.V. through,” answered the wolf. “We’re going to need some help getting off this Island.”

”Do you think Brownie is home yet?” Billy asked. “We could call him on the cell phone.”

“Good idea Billy,” the wolf replied, as he took out his cell phone and dialed Brownie’s number. After many rings the wolf put down the phone. “There not home yet,” the wolf said.

“How deep will the water get, Professor?” Bobby asked. 

“I don’t know Bobby, but we can’t stay here and find out”, the wolf replied, “It may get deep enough to go over the Island.”

The wolf walked back to the R.V. to find Billy with a screwdriver taking one of the mirrors off the camper.  “Billy! What are you doing?” the wolf asked, looking a little surprised to find Billy taking his R.V. apart.

“Look”, Billy said, pointing up high over the mountain. “It’s Alex; I can use the mirror to signal him.”

“That’s a very good idea,” the wolf said.

“Yes Billy, that’s a great idea,” Bobby replied. 

In a few minutes Billy had the mirror off and was signaling Alex. Eagles have very good eyesight and it didn’t take long for Alex to see his friends were in trouble. Diving down the side of the mountain at speeds faster then a racecar, Alex was there in less than a minute. He didn’t even land, he just slowed down enough to call out to the pigs and wolf, “no time to talk, more water coming, I’ll get help”. The wolf and pigs waved that they understood. Alex flapped his powerful wings and was off like a rocket, and in seconds was out of sight over the trees. 

“Do you think he’ll get help here before the water comes over the Island?” Billy asked.

“I hope so Billy,” the wolf replied.

What seemed like hours, were really only minutes, when Bobby shouted, “look over there”, pointing to the other side of the creek.

The Professor and Billy turned to look just as Brownie and Marvin ran out of the woods with, Randy and Raymond not far behind.  Alex flew across the creek and landed by the camper. “Brownie and Marvin have a plan Professor”, Alex said.

“I hope it’s a good one,” the wolf replied, “I think time is running out.”

Across the creek Randy and Raymond were busy cutting down two large trees. “What’s the plan?” Billy asked Alex.

“Well,” he said, “we’re cutting two large trees that we’ll float across the creek and tie to each side of the R.V. to help it float like a raft. Then Brownie and Marvin will pull you to safety.

It wasn’t long before Randy and Raymond had the trees cut down and trimmed into two large logs.  Alex flew back across the creek and took the end of a long rope in his beak. Then he flew back to the Island, around a large tree, and then back to Brownie and Marvin.  Brownie tied a big knot in the rope making a big loop that they tied to the logs.  One by one the logs were pulled across the creek to the camper, where the wolf and the pigs tied them to the R.V.  With the logs tied in place and the big rope tied to the bumper, The Professor and pigs got in the R.V. and honked the horn to let Brownie and Marvin know that they were ready.  Brownie and Marvin took the rope and slowly started to pull. The R.V. slid off the Island into the water and just like they planned, it floated. After a few hard pulls on the rope the R.V. was on dry land, which made everyone very happy. 

The wolf and pigs got out of the camper just in time to see the creek rise up over Rock Candy Island. “I guess that’s the end of Rock Candy Island,” Bobby said.

“No,” the wolf said smiling, “it will be back as soon as the creek goes to sleep again, and speaking of sleep I think we’ve all had enough excitement for one day and should all go home to sleep.”

 Waving goodbye, everyone left and went home to bed.