So do I! I do NOT use the phrase lightly. My property backs up to a creek the size of a small river. We're only a 1/4 mile from where it empties into the true river - and it's at the tip-top of the nations largest fresh-water estuary , The Chesapeake Bay. So, I know exactly what I'm talking about when I invoke that particular phrase!
Our back lot floods to within about twenty feet of our largest outbuilding - completely flooding our woods. The water runs VERY swiftly through the trees and beyond, to the point where I've had to pull neighbor kids (dad-blasted city folks!) out when they started to lose footing. The first time it happened, right after we moved in, we watched it sweep our entire woodpile away, a foot at a time. We have since moved the pile ... and nothing else goes back there but the mower and the volleyball net!
One of my kids' favorite pastimes is walking the woods and the creek edge after a storm to see what treasures washed up. They've found some interesting stuff! At the tender age of eight, DS dragged home a foot-long section of antique train rail.. Do you have any idea how much that stuff weighs? He didn't care; he found a piece of rope and dragged that bugger home all by himself. It took him most of the afternoon, but he did it. That kid was - and is - a die hard train buff. Now "of age," he STILL treasures that particular find. He was born with a one-track mind ... and the track has rails on it!