Yesterday was the first day on this trip that we haven't gone somewhere in the truck. We decided to check out this beautiful park, intending to take in the interpretive center and the giant sloth (not open on Mondays and Tuesdays), and do some hiking and biking. Two out of three ain't bad.
The hike was along the Sandpiper Trail and thankfully we saw no gaters or copperheads. But we also didn't see and painted buntings or much other wildlife. But the scenery was beautiful with lots of palmettos and live oaks.
The hike was along the Sandpiper Trail and thankfully we saw no gaters or copperheads. But we also didn't see and painted buntings or much other wildlife. But the scenery was beautiful with lots of palmettos and live oaks.
After lunch we took our bikes to tackle the Big Ferry Trail. The brochure says it's okay for bikes. Pretty sure the brochure writer never rode the trail. Stretches are pretty good and then suddenly there is a nest of roots designed to stop ISIS from invading. But we stopped at the observation tower overlooking the Skidaway River or Narrows or something and again enjoyed the scenery and plant life.
We polished off this anniversary with some steaks over the fire, herbed potatoes, and baked apples with vanilla sauce. A fine day. There is one thing that is a little disconcerting here. Across from us is the Flying Dutchman of campers--a large dark behemoth that looms along the road but since we have been here, we have seen no sign of life other than a faint light inside and a little movement. No one comes in or out. It's the ghost camper. Oh, one other thing--there ARE two hooks in each shower. Yea!
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