So, you know, one thing leads to another and here we are one week later. Happy New Years, BTW :-) <3 God has been good to me this year but more about that later. I am currently sitting behind the gate house inside Ocala National Forest, Salt Springs, in Florida. I arrived here 12-26-21 and really enjoy it. I opted to take the 14 days maximum while I explore the area and become more familiar with it. There is lots to know and experience and I've been talking to many helpful people. Just ask Elisha ;-) There we were having an excellent conversation when my camping neighbor approached me. He ended up being a wealth of information and I was loathe not to engage him further as they were packing to leave within the hour. I now know 3 additional areas to check out regarding camping that I will investigate 'next year' ;-) I know, it's corny to enjoy the old elementary giggles we used to indulge in ~ I still enjoy them. Anyway, here I sit in order to get some wi-fi in order to post the past week of my journey. I would have originally posted one longer blog but as I never know exactly how the wi-fi will hold out or if someone may call me and take up some of my time, I figured I create smaller ones. I hope you enjoy the photos! I left Sumter SC [thanks again, Teresa & Lloyd, for your most excellent and welcoming Godly hospitality!] Christmas morning. It was one thing after another why it took so long to leave there but leave I did and onwards I traversed. I had thought that I could spend the night right on American Beach in Amelia Island; this being just a bit south after crossing into Florida. Did I mention how nice it is to be actually inside DeSantis's 'we-aren't-mandating-anything-here' Florida? It's nice! I still see so many walking around with masks on but that is on them and not pressured anywhere! I see very few signs posted on the door while I'm out and about but it really isn't a thing here. Refreshing. I hear my old stomping grounds are starting to crack down again. Anybody ready for an escape? Come join me in Florida! If that doesn't entice you, perhaps the 80 degree sunny days will. The entrance to American Beach, furthest northern point on Amelia Island. Did I actually drive out on the beach with my truck and trailer? Nope. One had to show proof of residency along with having four wheel drive and some other stuff. The guards at the entrance, however, did allow me briefly walk out there and put my feet into the ocean. I told them I was coming from the cold North and this had been my destination. Here are some unclaimed shells with the tire tracks of the day. My feet in the Atlantic Ocean on Christmas Day, 2021. Boardwalk to Burney Park Beach, Amelia Island, FL. I walked the coastline for about an hour and spoke with my mom's two remaining Canadian sisters and a cousin in Edmonton; all were happy to hear I was enjoying Florida. The place I spent Christmas night. It was actually very nice, considering. I knew I was safe and to me much better than a big box parking lot. The flush toilets were an added bonus ;-). See, Nancy UK, this is where I did end up, not long after we hung up the phone.
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1/2/2022 11:44:37 am
I'm glad you got your heart's desire -- and were on the beach with your feet in the ocean on Christmas Day. God is good!
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