Friday, January 31, 2020
Thursday, January 30, 2020
Fort McAllister State Park
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Today I left Waycross and drove north and east to New Richmond which is just south of Savannah, Georgia. The drive went well. I chose to take the back roads rather than the quicker route on the freeway. I drove past cotton fields, pecan orchards, and blueberry fields and other fields. I suspect some of them were peanut fields. I see signs for farmers markets but none of the markets are open. I stopped at Fort McAllister State Park. I chose not to visit the Fort which was a separate fee from the state park fee. I am just not very interested in learning about confederate forts at this time in my life. Instead I went for long walk. To get to the nature trail I had to hike the mile long road between the park headquarters and the camp grounds. Only campers can drive their cars down this road. The road goes between a marsh and the Great Ogeechee river. Along the road I came upon a gathering of snowy egrets in the weeds on the river side of the road. I saw a dozen white birds together. Before I could pull my phone to take a picture only three were left and the other nine were flying away with their yellow feet showing. I also saw a tufted titmouse and a belted kingfisher, a great blue heron, many turkey and black vultures and a robin. Once I got to the campground I took the 1.5 mile nature trail. The state of Georgia uses the same signs in their state parks. The sign about a black bear, for example, gives a few facts about the bears and then tells you to go down on all fours and stand up again and then do it 15 times. Yeah, I am not doing that. The sign about frogs suggests you crouch down and leap as high as you can twenty times. The sign about deer suggests you run as fast as you can, touch ten trees, then turn around and do the same thing coming back to the sign. One thing I got to say about Georgia state park signs, they could physically exhaust any kid while on a nature hike.
Wednesday, January 29, 2020
Okefenokee Heritage Center and Southern Forest World Museums
Here is an inside view of the train that used to take passengers from Jacksonville, Florida to Savannah, Georgia while stopping in Waycross. |
Tuesday, January 28, 2020
West Side of The Okefenokee Swamp
As I hiked the long hike back to my car I spotted this unusual hunk of Spanish Moss that was caught at two ends by two branches. I thought it forms a nice swing or even a hammock for a wood sprite. |
Then I spotted this big alligator in the mowed area next to the canoes and kayaks. Since it was 3 p.m. it was getting too late to rent a kayak anyway. I didn't want to bother this one. |
I came upon this cute turtle in the water with the alligators. I am unsure what species of turtle it is. |
Bastard Out Of Carolina
When I left on my trip I grabbed a couple of books off of Offspring #2's bookshelf (with permission). Since I am in the south I thought I would read Dorothy Allison's semi-autobiographical novel Bastard Out of Carolina. The story is narrated by Ruth Ann who is usually called by her nickname, Bone. I came to like Bone so much I was sad when I came to the last page. I enjoy coming of age books and this one was excellent.
Monday, January 27, 2020
Laura S. Walker State Park
Sunday, January 26, 2020
Okefenokee Swamp
Here is another view from the tower of the swamps. Some of those deeper lakes have alligators in them. |
Here is another view from the top of the tower. Such a beautiful day in Georgia! |
Here is the last view from the top of the tower showing how much Spanish moss is hanging from the trees right next to the tower. |
The Testaments
Thirty years ago I read and loved Margaret Atwood's book, The Handmaid's Tale. Last year my neighbors lent me a dvd of the Netflix series based on the book. The Handmaid's Tale is a difficult book to read because it is so dark and oppressive. The Netflix series was worse and almost more than I could bear. Now I just finished reading The Testaments, the 15 years later sequel to The Handmaid's Tale. This book brought back some of the same characters including the evil Aunt Lydia. This book is more hopeful. I'm glad I read this book but now I think it is time for me to read something lighter and heart warming for a change.
Saturday, January 25, 2020
Pottsburg Creek
Friday, January 24, 2020
Jacksonville Beach
On my second day in Jacksonville the weather was predicted to be warm and sunny until 4 p.m. when it would rain. I decided to spend a day at the beach. I drove 9 miles east from my tiny house and parked for free at the beach where it intersects with I-90. As soon as my feet hit the beach sand my sandals came off. I walked south for 40 minutes keeping up a good pace. The sun was in my eyes so I had to keep my big sun hat tilted downward which made it hard to see. The ocean here on the Atlantic looked similar to the Gulf of Mexico except here was more foam on the shore. Tiny puff balls of foam blew across the sand and sparkled in the sun. I waded in the water and it felt colder to me than the gulf waters. Later I saw surfers wearing wet suits so that confirmed my idea that this water is colder than what we saw in Alabama. The waves here were plentiful and a half dozen men were surfing despite the red flag that was hoisted which means dangerous rip tides are present and no one should be surfing. After 40 minutes my bladder told me it was time to head back. I headed back and traveled a few miles south to buy a salad from Trader Joe's and eat it for lunch. I brought my salad back to the beach to eat. Ring billed gulls were around but I guess my kale and edamame salad did not interest them. After lunch I took another walk but this time I went north. I had a beautiful day at the beach. Kids were running and playing catch. Surfers were surfing. Kites were flying. Families were gathered. Young and old people were laughing. Some brave souls were swimming. I stayed dry myself. I really enjoy walking barefooted in the sand. The air smelled so fresh. The ocean breezes are refreshing. The sky started to cloud up so I went back to my car. Remember how rain was predicted at 4 p.m.? At precisely 3:59 the first drops of rain fell. Any day spent walking the beach in bare feet is a good day in my book.
The Hate U Give
I read Angie Thomas' debut novel, The Hate U Give, on my way down south from Minnesota. This is a young adult novel and has been challenged as inappropriate by many. Now it has been made into a movie. This sad tale is about a 16 year old girl, Starr, who witnesses the death of two of her friends. The first friend is killed in a drive by shooting at age ten. The second friend is killed by a police officer after being pulled over for a traffic stop with her in the car. Starr becomes involved in a national news story but she is just a child. Her parents try and protect her as best they can. Life in the neighborhood of Garden Heights is complicated. Starr and her family are between a rock and a hard place. I enjoyed this book even though it was sad and difficult to read. The Hate U Give is one of those books that I feel it is my duty as a US citizen to read.
Thursday, January 23, 2020
Fort Caroline
Entrance to Fort Caroline |
Yesterday I drove from the capitol city of Florida to Jacksonville in northeast Florida. I could have taken the interstate but chose to take I 90 instead. A slower drive through small towns seemed like a better option. After all, I am retired and in no hurry anymore. I drove into town and eventually found my tiny house airbnb. This tiny house has a kitchen with a tiny fridge, a microwave, a giant television, a table that folds down against the wall, a kitchen sink with a small cupboard. a small shower, a composting toilet, and a full sized bed. I think it is comfortable and large enough. The strange thing is the kitchen windows have only short curtains. There is a long curtain that separates the kitchen from the bathroom and the bedroom so when I want privacy, I close that. The tiny house is parked in a yard at the end of a road near a creek. Chickens and goats walk around the yard. Today I left my tiny house and drove to Fort Caroline. Fort Caroline is part of the park system called Timucuan Ecological and Historic Preserve. I walked to the visitor center at Fort Caroline. At the dock near Saint John's river dolphins were spotted this morning. I walked down there but did not see any dolphins. I took the mile long nature walk and that was interesting. The Spanish Moss here is plentiful. Sometimes the moss hangs over the path and touches me on the head. After that hike I crossed the road and entered the Teddy Roosevelt area of the preserve and hiked the two mile Spanish pond trail. After hiking for more than what seemed like a mile I came to the salt marsh and the end of the path. I walked past the place where the Brown cottage stood. A man named Willie Browne grew up in this cottage. He grew up here. At the end of his life he was offered millions of dollars for his property. Worried that Jacksonville would become a concrete jungle, he donated his property so that future generations would have a place in the woods to go to. Willie was a big fan of Theodore Roosevelt so he asked that the area be named after his favorite president. I am glad I chose to explore this area of Jacksonville today.
Wednesday, January 22, 2020
Porch Lights
Yesterday I had some extra time so I stopped at the local library in Tallahassee, chose a book off the shelf, sat in a chair in the sunshine by the window and read the whole dang book in one sitting. Porch Lights by Dorothea Benton Frank isn't a great book but it managed to keep my interest for the two hours I sat there. Jackie is the main character. As a nurse serving in Afghanistan, she is called home when her husband dies suddenly in a work related accident. She and her son Charlie struggle with their grief in New York City so they travel to Jackie's island home in South Carolina. In South Carolina with the support of Charlie's grandparents, Jackie and her son process their grief together. This was a heart warming story about family and about resilience.
Tuesday, January 21, 2020
Tallahassee Museum
Today I decided to visit the Tallahassee museum. I drove to the side of Tallahassee near the airport past the post office. I paid my fee and entered the museum. Ninety percent of the museum is outside. I took a trail that took me past some old buildings. I saw an old caboose, an old school house, an old church, and an old slaves quarters. I walked down a trail with a few of the trees labelled. Most of the labels were so faded from the sun I was unable to read them. I walked past the wildlife trail. There was a black vulture and bald eagles in a fenced area. I walked past a cougar, some foxes, a bobcat, a skunk, and three red wolves. Was this a museum of a zoo? I walked past a children's playground. Past that was a trail with dinosaurs made out of scrap metal. Later I came to the farm area. I saw some donkeys, a pig, several chickens, a goat, a corn mill, a sugar cane processor, a herb garden, and a vegetable garden including cabbage, turnips, collard greens and rutabaga.I walked past a cypress swamp (see pictures). I walked into a nature center. At the bird feeders I saw a tufted titmouse, a Northern Cardinal, and a Carolina chickadee. I saw some turtles in a pond. A few snakes were in cages. The Tallahassee museum had high ropes and what they called tree to tree adventures. I was not about to walk the high ropes through the cougar enclosure. This museum seemed to have a mixed focus. The
Tallahassee museum was part zoo, part museum, part nature trail, and part playground. I have seen better museums and better zoos and better nature trails. The cypress swamps along Lake Bradford were great though. If I ever come back to Tallahassee, I would not visit this museum again.
Monday, January 20, 2020
Saint Mark's
Sunday, January 19, 2020
Tallahassee
Now that I am retired and can go wherever I want, whenever I want and however I want,I need to decide what to do next. After dropping off my traveling companion at the Pensacola airport, I drove to Tallahassee, Florida. Why Tallahassee you ask? I know no one in Tallahassee. I have never been to Tallahassee before. Tallahassee is a cute name to say and I admire the double letters so here I am in Tallahassee. I am sure I will find something to do!
Saturday, January 18, 2020
Pensacola
Today was a rainy day in Pensacola. We could not go to the naval air museum because it is closed to the public due to a high security alert. Only military personnel are allowed onto the base. I am sure it has to do with the Saudi aviation students who were sent home as well as the terrorist attack on that base just last month. Instead we went to Jones Swamp and wetland preserve. We walked on some paths that were less than desirable. We saw trash and old mattresses on the path. We found a better path. Here we walked along a stream. In the stream they made a rock weir (see top photo). The rocks are piled to disrupt the flow of the stream. Some of the stream flows slower and some flows faster. The faster stream digs a deeper channel. This variety of stream speed leads to more diversity in plants, animals, and insects that live in the stream. After that we went to the historical old town Pensacola. This is a collection of museums, old houses, and reenactment people who give tours. We walked through the T.T. Wentworth museum. This museum had the typical things you would expect in a museum on the first two floors. They had the military history of Pensacola and information about the people and the industries. To our surprise on the third floor was an exhibit about science fiction monsters on television and in film. We thought that was an odd combination. We visited the museum of industry which talked about fishing, logging and railroads. After that we took a guided tour of three historic homes. The church was unavailable for tours of weddings today. Here is a photo of a coal stove in one of the historic homes. After our tour the rain was falling down hard. We found a swing on a porch of a house where we could see the people walking around the historic village. We even saw a bride and groom walk by holding umbrellas. If it was nicer we could have walked around the town more or even go the beach. Even in sunny Florida some rain must fall.
Friday, January 17, 2020
Goodbye Alabama!
Today was our last day in Gulf Shores, Alabama. We packed up our car and took one last long walk on the white sugar sand beach. The fog that was present ever since we arrived was finally gone and in it's place was a cloudy sky and an air temperature at least 20 degrees colder than before. As we walked the wind blasted the sand at our ankles. I still walked in the water which was as warm as before. After our walk we drove through Orange Beach, Alabama into Florida. I stopped at a tourist shop to get a map of Florida. We drove to Big Lagoon State Park. We hiked the trails while wearing sweatshirts to stay warm.We had lunch on the beach while watching the pelicans fly by. After lunch we drove to Pensacola. We found our place to stay. We explored the air before bringing our stuff inside. We rested a while before heading out to eat at Dharma Blue restaurant. We ate a delicious meal and decided to walk around a few blocks. A horse and carriage ride was available at the corner. We walked a few blocks and came to a police blockade. Pensacola was having some kind of event. Crafts were for sale in tents along the street. Families gathered with their children. I think they were celebrating the lunar New Year. In any case we walked around for an hour watching the people. We drove back to our place. Tomorrow we will explore what Pensacola has to offer.
Thursday, January 16, 2020
Dolphin Cruise
Today after breakfast we took a long walk on the beach. As soon as we cross the street and get in the sand my shoes come off. My feet really enjoy walking barefoot in the white sugar sand. We walk down to the waters edge where the sand is hard packed. Waves come up and cool off our feet now and again. The sanderlings run back and forth with the waves searching for nuggets of food. On our walk back we noticed a dolphin in the gulf waters and that was very exciting to see. After our walk we pack up a lunch and head out to Orange Beach. We stop at a beach area, park, and hike out to the water again. We find a nice spot to swim and enjoy the view. We eat our lunch. Gulls come and beg for food. Some gulls are really loud about begging for food. We don't give them any food but they stay as long as we stay. Eventually a great blue heron comes begging for food. The heron is cool about it. The heron doesn't talk and doesn't come as close as the gulls come but we know it's begging for food because why else would it be standing so close to us? After lunch we head over to Happy Harbor for our dolphin cruise. We get on the boat and head into the Bayou Saint John to look for dolphins. Our captain takes us past Ono Island. Ono Island is mostly in Florida and just a tiny bit is in Alabama. The only bridge to Ono Island is in Alabama so the whole island is considered to be in Alabama. This is a private island with it's own security guards. If you don't belong on Ono Island you are not getting on Ono Island. He showed us the former home of Farrah Fawcett and the current homes of Tom Selleck and Oprah Winfrey. Eventually we saw some dolphins out in the bay. A few were jumping off in the distance. We came to a spot where quite a number dolphins were hanging out. When they dispersed our captain revved up the engines and we took off at a good clip. A few dolphins followed the boat and jumped in our wake for about ten minutes which was great fun to see. The dolphins tired and eventually veered off. We motored back to our Happy Harbor content and satisfied with our dolphin cruise.Later we ate dinner on the bay.We sat outside with the pelicans and ate our meal.
Wednesday, January 15, 2020
Biking
This morning we went back to Gulf State Park to take advantage of the free bikes offered by the state park. We had to download an app, sign up with a credit card, take a picture of the QVC code on the bike and voila! The bike unlocks and it's free for us to use for the next 3 hours.Within the 3 hours you can return the bike and take it out again to keep it for six hours. This is a very nice service offered by the Alabama State Parks! We biked from the park headquarters all the way east to the sports complex outside the state park. These bikes had no gears and coaster brakes so they were easy for us to ride. The hills were small and far apart. We biked around Lake Shelby over an oak ridge. We biked near the campgrounds. A long stretch of our bike was on a board walk and that was enough to rattle my teeth. We biked through the RV campground. Each RV campsite has their own septic tank. I saw a few warblers along the way along with a brown thrasher. Some people were walking the trails and others were biking. The sky was overcast so I wore a sleeveless top without worrying about sunburn. We had a good workout. When we finally got back to the park headquarters I was more than glad to be done. My phone said we biked 16.2 miles. I think I would have been happier biking 14 miles. We returned our bikes and drove to Fort Morgan for lunch. We sat on the pier by the boat landing and ate our sandwiches. We watched the brown pelicans, great egrets, great blue heron and cormorants fish while we munched our food. The water at Fort Morgan was calmer than the water by our place so it was a good place to swim. I didn't swim. I prefer my swimming be done in water that is 80 degrees and this water was not anywhere near 80 degrees. I watched the white crabs come and go from their holes in the sand while my companion swam. The fog horn blared repeatedly in the distance. In the evening before it got dark we went for another foggy walk on the beach. As we walked the fog got thicker and thicker making it hard for us to see the boardwalk where we leave the beach and go back to our place. The willets and sanderlings and gulls don't seem to mind the fog.
Tuesday, January 14, 2020
Bird Hike and Kayak
Today we drove back to Bon Secour for a guided bird hike. Two Fish and Wildlife Refuge volunteers lead us on our one mile hike. One guide was from Bemidji, MN and the other one was from Michigan. On our hike we heard a blue jay and we saw yellow rumped warblers. That is all. I've been on many bird hikes in my life but this one was the least productive bird hike ever. We still had fun though. After that we drove to Gulf State Park. We rented kayaks and ate our lunch out on lake Shelby. There we saw a slew of coots, several cormorants, brown pelicans, and a great blue heron. When we got close to the coots they would start swimming faster and in a more nervous pattern. Then they would start flapping their wings and running across the top of the water to escape us. We kayaked around bird island and gator island. We kayaked under the oak trees with Spanish moss hanging down. We saw people standing on the pier close to gator island and they stayed there a long time. We kayaked over there hoping to spot a gator. Past the viewing pier was a little canal. We kayaked up as far as we could on that canal. On the way our I saw a head of a little gator in front of me and it disappeared under the water. We saw it one more time before we could not see it anymore. The weather was still foggy so we couldn't see very far. I felt so good being out on top of the water propelling the kayak with my paddle. I had my big hat on and my sun shirt to protect me from the sun. The tops of my feet are a little tanned though.
That is me under the big hat. |
Coots |
Monday, January 13, 2020
Bon Secour and Fort Morgan
Here is a small flock of sanderlings. The way they run back and forth with the waves is very endearing to me.We also saw bufflehead ducks, herring gulls and brown pelicans.. |
On our hike to gator lake we saw this track. I thought it was a bobcat but the naturalist suspected it was from a coyote. |
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