Two dogs, two people, one RV. What could go wrong?
Author's note: As I put the finishing touches on this post, hurricane Helene is bearing down on Port St. Joe, Apalachicola, St. George Island and parts east on the Gulf Coast of Florida. It's due to make landfall today, September 26. Mandatory evacuations have been ordered for the surrounding areas. In 2015 we started driving... Continue Reading →
When we made the announcement that we got a new RV lots of people sent congratulatory remarks. There was one phrase that recurred regardless of gender, background or whether or not they even owned a horse: “Good for you, get right back on that horse,” or a more complete thought, “You get right back up... Continue Reading →
I was strolling through the campground with Ryder when she ran up to me. “Are you Pam,” she asked. I told her yes and she asked if I remembered her. Of course. Olivia. Her family camped near us last year and she fell in love with the Red Dogs. Her brother Aidan also liked our... Continue Reading →
Traversing the Florida Panhandle got me to thinking about time travel. The area of the panhandle where we are straddles Eastern and Central Time zones. We’re in Port St. Joe, which is Eastern Time. Drive a few minutes west to Mexico Beach and you find yourself in the Central Time zone. The line that divides time... Continue Reading →
We spend the worst of Ohio winter (January - March) in Port St Joe Florida in our favorite RV park. Each week those of us who are seasonal campers go through the regular exchange of neighbors who stay for a few days to a week, depending on their need to return home or move on... Continue Reading →
Gumbo and Ryder say "where our people at?" In these strange pandemic times, it's hard to get to know your fellow travelers. As we walked through our RV park, people usually waved hello. Beyond that, things got weird. If you approached someone it was clear when you'd reached a personal boundary because the would take... Continue Reading →
We typically leave Ohio in February but this year a change in our usual circumstances meant we were able to leave home earlier. The Florida campground we stay in had no vacancies in January, so I started looking elsewhere along the Gulf of Mexico and found Buccaneer Bay State Park in Waveland Mississippi. Waveland is... Continue Reading →
We’ve been wintering in our usual haunts of Port St Joe and Apalachicola Florida. Winters in Northern Florida are nothing like sunny Southern Florida, but it’s usually lovely. This season weather has followed two patterns—sunny and windy (I’m talking sustained 12 mph with 20 mph gusts) or rainy and dreary. I’m not complaining, because it’s... Continue Reading →
We decided we should see Mexico Beach, a few miles west of Port St. Joe. To get there you cross over a bridge and a short causeway on Hwy 98. The Gulf is a few hundred yards to the south. For those of you who have never been, Mexico Beach is a quintessential Florida beach... Continue Reading →
We love the Florida Panhandle. The tourism industry has lots of labels for it: “The Forgotten Coast”, “Old Florida,” “Florida as it Was,” and so on. The panhandle is populated by generations of oystermen and shrimpers, ship builders, fishing charters and shopkeepers who live in small costal towns, among them Mexico Beach and Port St.... Continue Reading →
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