I didn’t do much
during this stretch outside of hanging out and relaxing. Two thumbs up to Big
Lagoon State Park…very nice place to stay!
I did visit the
Pensacola Light house which is located on the navy base there. The guard gave
me a look of death when he asked if I had any firearms or explosives inside the
van…when I repied “Yes sir I have some fireworks” I thought he might have ko’d
the visit…but he gave me this green card and sent me on my way.
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| it was a really cool lighthouse...cast iron steps. This shot is from bottom up. Back in the day the attendee would have to wake up ever two hours and lug 2 5 gallon containers of Kerosene up the steps...hellish. They have one at the bottom for you to pick up and I can say...our forefathers sure were a fit bunch of dudes compared to us. Once a day would have been bad enough...every two hours is crazy!! |
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| amazing view |
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| The glass is the original...the history behind the glass, the guy that revolutionized lighthouses with his reflector style design is very cool. |
The thing about being
a Calgary kid and not one who has vacationed at the beach…ever, the novelty is
still there and every time I see a beach sign I want to pull over and walk
it…but they are very much the same and maybe at one point on this journey I
won’t feel the need…but for now every time I put my toes into that sand I
smile.
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| You may notice my old man glasses...it's because I lost my clip on shades like a dough head |
As you drive down the
98 there is so much to see, Mexico Beach was easily the nicest spot for me. It
was quite, the beach was fabulous and the shrimp po-boy sandwich I had there
was mouth-watering.
But the highlight and
epic spot if I could so back…St Georges Island. Wow…what a nice place. The
state park was full and it was so hot that sleeping in the van without plugging
in seemed insane..so I walked the lighthouse, strolled the beach, had a bite
from the cooler and headed back to the mainland.
It was sort of around
this time that I started to think of my sister and how much I missed her. She’s
been living in Seattle for what seems like a lifetime and I got to hang out
with her for a full two weeks back in September…and I don’t know…it makes me
wish that life wasn’t so complicated, that you could sort everyone’s problems
and have them be happy, yourself included. People say “go with the flow” but sometimes
I long for a grasp of the rhyme and reason to how things unfold. But it’s here that I envisioned a hug so big
that it could crush the negatives from the world and sent it up through the
airwaves hoping that she would receive it. So from St George to Seattle…I love
you shorty! (she knows this but it felt proper to write it as well)
If there has been one
thing that this trip has given me it’s been time to think. I’m not sure that
it’s amounted to much outside of feeling distant and lonely on some occasions,
confused on others (in between the moments of personal happiness that come with
fulfilling a dream) and awestruck s to how diverse this continent is. I know
that this particular place is a strange point to end a post but after striking
my toe on some driftwood during a visit to Carrabelle beach….I’ve lost my train
of thought and don’t feel like getting it back…bye for now
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| Carabelle Beach...I thought about not walking in barefeet...then I did...then as I was walking I jammed my toe into this driftwood!! |
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| Well...hello there! ;) |
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| It's a US thing...I don't quite get it |
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| Ouch!!! |
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