At Priest Lake, Pecky Cox was blogging when she heard a voice, crying loudly from the lake, "Help!" So she grabbed her binoculars and ran down to the waterfront. Nothing. Then, the voice cried again: "Help!" This time, she jumped on her Jetski and headed toward the only two boats she saw on the water -- tiny ones. She kicked herself on the way out that she hadn't grabbed her lifejacket. When she got to the two boats, she asked if everyone was okay. And was surprised by the answer from a guy who ID'd himself as Jim: "Yes, we were just kidding. We ran out of beer." He was with a woman named Susan. E-mails Pecky: "I felt sooo stupid. But I would run and go again at first call for help."