As with all my hobbies involving any athleticism I started paddling seriously later in life. When I was in college I spent time on the Youghiogheny and New rivers rafting and kayaking in these inflatable kayaks they called “duckies.” Once I started working I only hit the water a few times on canoe trips or rafting... Continue Reading →
Good Paddling: Saint Joseph Bay, Florida.
In February we stayed at a campground called Presnell’s in the town of Port Saint Joe, located on St. Joseph Bay. The bay is beautiful and protected by a spit of island called Cape San Blas. If you come to Port Saint Joe looking for what Ben calls “trinkets and trash,” there are one or... Continue Reading →
Good Paddling: Dead Lakes, Wewahitchka Florida
Along the coast of the Florida panhandle there are slivers of barrier island that protect the shoreline that create small bays. We spend our winters hanging out at the bays of St. Joseph and Apalachicola. Paddling in the bays is fun, but not the only attraction. There are many interesting places to paddle just up... Continue Reading →
Fried Chicken? A-MEN!
On our first trip to the Florida Panhandle friends recommended that we visit the First United Methodist Church in Apalachicola. It is one of the oldest churches in the area. It’s a traditional wooden church with sunny leaded glass windows and a close-knit congregation, most who have attended the church for generations. They are presided... Continue Reading →
Little Port, Big Water
We’re spending a few weeks in Port Saint Joe (PSJ) Florida, a location that was never on my bucket list of places to go on this earth. Last year we spent a couple days in PSJ. We found a campground we liked, and booked a three week test run. Now we are here. PSJ is... Continue Reading →
Passing Markers
I've always been interested in graveyards. I love funeral art and reading the epitaphs that are found in older cemeteries. I never really cared for more modern cemeteries; they seem to have more rules than a condo association when it comes to what is and is not allowed. In my opinion, the worst are the... Continue Reading →
Fishers
Out of our group of friends, one or both of the people in each RV is a dedicated fisher, with the exception of me and Ben. I'm comfortable in my observer role, and it's been fun to watch a few of our friends at their sport. Each fish species has a season it may be caught... Continue Reading →
A Croc full of Heebie-Jeebies!
Those of you who are knowledgable nature types will get the punch line long before I finish this story. We're staying in a campground in a rural area of the Florida panhandle. The campground is on the edge of the Gulf; there are no streetlights in this area and nights are inky black unless the moon... Continue Reading →
For Want of a Tube
I am in Eastpoint Florida with a flat bike tire. You might wonder why I chose to tell you about such a mundane event. Last summer I bought new tires for my bike. I have a road bike, but I wanted to be able to ride on gravel paths that are more common in other... Continue Reading →
Location, Location, Location!
To make a long story short, we had to leave our Florida campsite abruptly. There was a misunderstanding about our reservation, and we were told we'd have to leave a day before Ben had anticipated. We found ourselves on the road at 1:30 in the afternoon, with no plans other than to drive north. I... Continue Reading →