Something Big This Way Cometh...

When I asked Jerry when the idea was conceived he said 1973 (really?- oh come  now!).  The idea really took started to take form the summer of 2012.  Over a couple too many beers – probably.

Last month those involved came together over a breakfast meeting and over a series of maps.  Maps that will lead us from Astoria, OR to Portland VA.  Jerry, Jeff and Jack will be on their bikes, supported by myself who has sense enough to be in the van.   Their duties will be to get on the bike each day and peddle east, hopefully following the maps.  My job…everything else.  I’m not sure what that means exactly just yet but we’ll fill in those blanks as we go along.

So what else is there to say at the moment….train, train, train.  Someone dubbed me the Project Manager  - so get out there boys and train!

 

Lately I’ve been thinking about all the opportunities that I have had in the past few years (not to mention the earlier years of taking care of all the little kiddies that passed through our home) and trying to put words to just how I feel about so many things that have come my way –farm work in New England, Cape Cod, sharing the AT with Jerry, our out west trip, the Florida trip, special friends – so many things to be grateful for and to stand in wonder and awe about.   Those words didn’t see to adequately describe how I felt.  I think the term ‘soul grateful’ might just come a little closer. 

 

    

                                                           The Men and Their Maps

North to My Old KY Home...

We left Flamingo once again – broke camp after a short bike ride and another trip to Eco Pond to say good-bye to the birds.  This time we were serious about heading north.  Most of the day was spent driving.  We were headed to Cocoa Beach to connect up with some friends.  Timing worked out well and we managed to be there in time to go to church with them.  We went out to eat and then enjoyed the evening at their beach house.  Their hospitality was wonderful.  We actually slept in a regular bed, not a air mattress for the first time in three weeks.  It was good to share time and break bread with friends.  We toyed with the idea of spending a few more days camping at Jetty Park in Cocoa Beach since there was to be a space launch on Wednesday night.  Whatever the reason we took off, it just seemed like the right thing to do.  We spend Monday night at Amicalola Falls State Park in GA.  This is where the AT begins.  Where we dropped Clair off in ’03 and Jerry off in 2010.   It was a foggy night not much to see or do but again we did have a real bed to sleep in.  Up bright and early on Tuesday brought us home by 5:00 in the afternoon, a day before the awful storms that closed 75 in GA.

It is good to be home.  We’re still moving kind of slow.  It was an awe-some trip for which we are so very grateful.  I understand the snow-bird people a little more now.

Until next time...

Doin' the State Park Hop

Yesterday morning we made one more stop at Eco Pond before leaving Flamingo State Park.  The most difficult thing we did yesterday morning was to try and find the way in to Starbuck’s parking lot – they don’t make it easy, folks.

We drove south on Rt. 1, stopping at Bahia Honda State Park to set up camp.  Campsite was wonderful, private with access to a little beach right across the road.  It was late in the afternoon when we decided to drive to the end of Rt. 1 – Key West.  The drive was about an hour.  The town had the same flavor as New Orleans just not as big.  The days have been overcast so sunset happened behind the clouds.  We ate at a very nice restaurant (Jerry had one too many rusty nails) and walked around a little before heading back to camp.

Today we packed up once again.  Jerry had signed up for a snorkeling trip but it was canceled because of high winds.  He had tried the day before also but with the same results.  So tonight we are at Long Key State Park for two nights.  Our campsite is again on a small beach overlooking the Atlantic Ocean.  Welcome to our backyard.  The sunset around the bend is vibrant.  Supper is on the grill.  It is all beyond good! 

 

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Our second day at Long Key we headed up to another state park, John Pennykamp.  Jerry got to do his snorkeling and I went out on a glass bottom boat.  We both enjoyed ourselves.  Apparently the snorkeling was fine.  I think the problem is that snorkeling in the Galapagos really spoiled us.  Seems that we started at the top.

After Long Key we headed back to The Everglades for the weekend.  We’re enjoying watching the birds, alligators, sunrises and sunsets.  We have not seen the white pelicans or manatees.  We have seen plenty of bugs.  Even the no-seeum we’ve seen.  Can’t image what it must be like here during bug season.

The sun has set, the moon is full.  It is 7:14 p.m. fast approaching campers midnight, which for me is about 8:00.  Once the sun goes down there just isn’t too much to do except swat at the bugs.

Observations- 

The sun and clouds make lovely dancing partners at the beginning and end of each day.

The variety of birds and other critters is fabulous.

Park Rangers sure do know a lot.

Many people have some very  impressive/expensive camera and equipment.

From what we have heard we managed to escape some very cold weather back home but still, home is where the heart is (and the kids & grandkids & friends & family).  Guess that answers why we might be headed north sometime soon.

Ode to the Florida Bugs...

 

Mosquitoes why do you buzz in a person’s ear                                                                                                  Causing us to swing and slap ourselves, causing you to smear?                                                                                                                            

No-seeum how can someone so tiny cause such pain?                                                                                  Why do you come out so strong after a rain?                                                                                                          

Love Bugs we’ve seen your tricks too                                                           

Flying tail to tail as if stuck with glue.                                                                                                                             

Being part of the food chain I understand                                                                                                       But I sure wish we had the upper hand.

 Did you know the bugs are so bad here in the summer that there is no charge for camping.   And apparently this year bug season has started early.  Not complaining, just reporting.

I Can Canoe, Can You ?

The morning started early with an 8:00 a.m., 3 mile canoe trip in still waters of a mangrove forest.  I you’ve ever been in a mangrove forest you know that that can take some maneuvering.  It just reminded me on using a switch back road to get anywhere but you couldn’t see what was around the next bend.  The waters being still meant that you were constantly paddling to get anywhere.  It’s like riding a bike I like it when you can coast every now and then and now have to constantly be working.  No such break on this trip.  The wild life was scarce.  No birds to speak of.  What we did see were alligators and crocodile.  Apparently this is the only place in the world where those two co-exist.  Now seeing a 8 foot crocodile on shore and only being about 10 foot away from him – sure, that my idea of fun.  Then being in a canoe with Jerry who knows no ear just adds to the fun.

I’ll admit I was tired after the 3 hours.   We had lunch then rode to another part of the park to do a little hiking and see some more wild life.  Back at camp we started to back up for tomorrow we head to the Keys.  Jerry just pointed out the moon and Jupiter to me.  Appears that they might cross paths tonight in a few hours.  I know Jerry will be a witness to it can’t say what I’ll be doing.

Oh, I forgot to tell you what I really like about canoeing in still, croc infested waters……  

It Is Sunday Morning...

…so we attended services at Our Lady of the Skies.  The interpreter was a Ranger.  It began with a role call, a litany of sorts– white ibis, terns, great crested fly catcher, mocking bird, tri colored heron, roseate spoonbills, wood storks, cormorant, little blue heron, laughing gulls, crows, willet, red bellied woodpecker, pileated woodpecker, red shoulder hawk, gnatcatcher, warbler, other various sorts  and of course the Cardinal was there.  We heard that they have a Jesus bird, one who walks on water, but he didn’t make it this morning.

White Pelican added to the ritual, dressed in their finest white vestments, flying in formation.  There were about 40 of them at one time.

The choir consisted of all of the above.

At home we’d have Jack in the Pulpit but here they have Jack in the Bush.  He directs the liturgical dance of the butterflies.

The black vultures kept everyone in line.

The osprey shared the meal, having caught, cleaned and prepared the fish for his mate and little ones.

The whole service was presided over by the Barn Owl, very wise and serious but with a hint of love showing through his heart shape face.

I'm not an expert on Pooh but...

                                                             

I would bet Winnie would have described yesterday as  ‘Windsday’.  The wind started about 6:00 pm. and died down about 6:00 this evening.  During the night the sides of our little A frame were bellowing in over us and our beds.  I felt like a sail on a boat.

This morning we got an early start and headed up to the north end of the park, Shark Valley.  We got waylaid a little on the way there with housekeeping errands.  The wind brought with it a ‘cold front’ (yes, I know it is all in your perspective).    Anyway it was a very chilly day for FL.  Everyone said so.  We took a tram ride through a section of the park.  We saw many birds – wish I could remember the names of them all (or at least one or two).  We saw a lot of alligators.  Our guide said that normally they see more but it was just too cold of day for them and given that the sun was not out the water would be warmer than the air.

As we drove past the fields today there were many people working, harvesting the produce.  So many fields.  So many people.  Its how the food gets to the grocery shelves, I know that.  But when you see it in action...it takes on new meaning. Guess that is something else that I need to give more thought to.  How does it all work?  What does it all mean?  For the land owner, the planter, the harvester, the people doing the backbreaking work?  Just wage? Grow and eat local?    No Farms, No Food.  Buy local….and what part we as individuals play in all of that…..?

We’re attending another ranger talk tonight something like ‘Romance in the Wild’, mating practices of some of the resident animals ---woohoo.

FYI - There is no wifi connection here in the park so posting may not happen on a regular basis.

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Ode to the Wall

Whether it be cinder block, flat board or mortar and brick                                                                                    it is really best if it is really thick                                                                                                                                 to keep the sound out is the real trick.

Well, last evening the wind blew in a flock of middle age, tremendously loud women and of course they camped right next to us.  Not much else to say except that I laid there getting ticked off at myself for getting ticked off at them.   But I you want to know what they talked about late in to the night– I could tell you.  (I know the problem might be that I am an early to bed person.)

But today started out great - I opened the zipper on the tent as noisily as I could – but didn’t disturb the flock.  It was getting light but decided I’d try a shower before the sun broke.  And the shower was warm.  What more could I ask for.  How about things I didn’t ask for but that happened.

A short spin on the bike to Eco Pond to see so many birds (we’ll know the names by the time we get home) - a quick pop tart for breakfast (sorry Clair) – an early morning 2 hour boat ride in the backwaters – brunch of bacon and eggs about 11:00 –followed by a short nap – followed by a bike ride to the marina to see a nature display – saw a while pelican – split an ice cream bar – sat for about 45 minutes and watch manatees bobb  up and down – now we are sitting grilling hamburgers preparing for dark, hoping to take in the ranger talk again tonight.

For these and all the many gifts, we give thanks !

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