June 25, 2019, St. George Island State Park—I am writing
this on June 25, but unfortunately I will not be able to post anything until we
return home. No internet! Yikes! I feel so isolated. I am not one of those
people who has her nose in the phone all day long, but I rely on the internet
to get my news (no more print newspaper), to get mail (virtually nothing comes
via snail mail any more), and to shop (except for clothes and food, we do most
of our shopping on eBay and Amazon Prime). I rare use the phone to talk, but
having it with me keeps me connected. I guess I will survive for five more
nights without cyber activity.
St. George Island State Park is on the Forgotten Coast of
Florida, in the Panhandle. It is an island in the Gulf of Mexico, about 265 miles from
Jacksonville. This is the third time we have stayed in this area. The first was
in 2015, on our way back from the Midwest. We stayed at Ho Hum RV Park, a park
that boasts no amenities except for being directly on the gulf. We had a
delightful time.
The second time, November 2017, we booked a
reservation at T. H. Stone memorial State Park outside of Port St. Joseph on St. Joseph Bay. We truly enjoyed that vacation,
fishing in the gulf as well as in St. Joseph Bay. That state park was severely
damaged in the hurricane a year ago when Mexico Beach, Fla., was decimated, and
still has not reopened.
A heron, one of many shore birds, at St. George Island State Park. |
St. George Island State Park is across the St. George Inlet
from Apalachicola and Eastpoint. Not much on this island. It seems to be an
area for vacation homes. But the park is lovely. The dunes remind me of the
sand dunes at Lake Michigan. Most sand dunes in Florida have sea grapes (or oats?) growing
on them, to protect them from erosion. The sea grapes block any view of the
water from the roadside. Not so, here.
This is our second excursion in our truck camper. We learned
much from our first outing a couple weeks ago. This time, we were smarter in
how we packed our gear. We discovered that by folding up the rear seat in the
back of the truck, we were able to stow most of our equipment, rather than put
it in the aisle of the camper.
We also purchased a stand-alone tent shelter, where we can
sit outside and not be bothered by insects. I don’t know why we didn’t do that
years ago! For less than $100, we can now enjoy the outdoors. (I’ll not dwell
on the heat and humidity that detract from this small pleasure.)
Our aim, as always, is to No. 1, have a good time, and No.
2, go fishing. We spent several hours on the beach today, surf fishing. Nary a
bite! Jim doesn’t care. He likes to sit and ponder the mysteries of life while
watching the waves break. I admit I am less patient; I like to at least have a
few nibbles.
Maybe tomorrow.
Until later,
Your Reluctant RoVer,
Linda
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