Max and I left Savannah to head south towards the gulf. We took a few South Georgia backroads to see the sights to end up in our final destination for the day of Tallahassee. The back roads can be an experience. I always hope to find people who match the surroundings but sometimes, the people aren't out and about as much as their "treasures" are. I found a row of old cars on the side of the road so I had to stop to take some photographs. As I was doing so, I started feeling pain in my feet and ankles. As it turned out, I was standing on an ant pile and they decided to feast on my feet while I was admiring the rusty cars. I did the slap your ankles and feet dance and continued to take pictures.
I never really know where I will end up each day so it was nice to receive a suggestion from Rich to join them camping at the state park. It was beautiful. The beach water was a clear blue green, the sand was so white and fine that it squeaked under your feet and everywhere you looked, you were surrounded by beauty. I didn't know what to expect and I was pleasantly surprised.
Lucky me, Rich and Eleanor invited me over to their Airstream for dinner and I happily accepted. The meal was delicious. It was nice to be inside of their trailer during the night as the sun was down. After chatting for a few hours, I returned to my tent home for the night.
And for the record, I know this area is called the "pan handle" of Florida but what kind of pan is that anyway? I see how Oklahoma is shaped like a pan, but Florida? Humm....more like an insect net handle or a ladle handle? Maybe I am missing something. No matter what the name, the beaches are a beautiful sight.
