Carrabelle, Florida
This morning was a lazy day as I allowed myself to sleep in until 8am! Bruce was up getting gear together
for a day of fishing. Unfortunately the wind has kicked up, making it a bit choppy out in the water. Bruce has never been adversely affected by water motion, so with a little help shoving off, he set his eyes on a perfect spot to drop a line.
I on the other hand, took care of bills and business affairs in my mobile office while sipping a cup of freshly ground and brewed Peets coffee from Berkeley, California…one of my treats! While roughing it out on the open road, I still have little pleasures that I afford myself…decaf Sumatra being one of them!
After sweeping sand out of the trailer (ongoing task), and feeding the dog, Maizy and I were off on our morning walk. Once again I am awe struck that a place like this still exists…that is to say, a natural, beautiful habitat that has not been developed into a tourist destination. I believe the little community fights hard to keep it this way.
Today I found a log at the end of the beach and just sat, quietly closing my eyes and enjoying the warmth of the sun and cooling breeze. The sounds of the rhythmic surf were ideal for praying and meditating on the beauty of God’s creation and the good fortune of having the time and means of enjoying it. I am overwhelmed with gratitude at having this opportunity. We could not be doing this without all of the many years of hard work by Bruce. To see him out enjoying his hunt for the perfect fishing spot and to tell the tale of the experience makes my heart smile.
I understand that for many, camping is not of remote interest. For Bruce and me, we grew up in families where the only vacation that we could afford was to go camping. My Dad, being a science teacher, had the ability to open our curiosity about nature…to see it as a living entity of our planet. We learned to enjoy yet respect all aspects of our environment. My simple enjoyment of finding the skeleton of a hermit crab or tossing a piece of drift wood into the surf to watch Maizy splash through the water are elements of amazement to me. Simple pleasures…all good stuff!
Bruce returned with a large speckled sea trout for dinner about mid day. Although he caught two salt water cat fish, which he released, one fish for the two of us was plenty.
Weather reports for tomorrow have come in with predicted rain. Today is our 28th day on the road and we have not had any rain thus far. I am certain that the area needs is, so we’ll have to make preparations this afternoon. I smelled heavy smoke in the air last night, and it was not a campfire. We did see that there is a ‘moderate’ fire warning at the local fire station, so I'm sure that rain will be welcomed.
This morning was a lazy day as I allowed myself to sleep in until 8am! Bruce was up getting gear together
for a day of fishing. Unfortunately the wind has kicked up, making it a bit choppy out in the water. Bruce has never been adversely affected by water motion, so with a little help shoving off, he set his eyes on a perfect spot to drop a line.I on the other hand, took care of bills and business affairs in my mobile office while sipping a cup of freshly ground and brewed Peets coffee from Berkeley, California…one of my treats! While roughing it out on the open road, I still have little pleasures that I afford myself…decaf Sumatra being one of them!
After sweeping sand out of the trailer (ongoing task), and feeding the dog, Maizy and I were off on our morning walk. Once again I am awe struck that a place like this still exists…that is to say, a natural, beautiful habitat that has not been developed into a tourist destination. I believe the little community fights hard to keep it this way.
Today I found a log at the end of the beach and just sat, quietly closing my eyes and enjoying the warmth of the sun and cooling breeze. The sounds of the rhythmic surf were ideal for praying and meditating on the beauty of God’s creation and the good fortune of having the time and means of enjoying it. I am overwhelmed with gratitude at having this opportunity. We could not be doing this without all of the many years of hard work by Bruce. To see him out enjoying his hunt for the perfect fishing spot and to tell the tale of the experience makes my heart smile.
I understand that for many, camping is not of remote interest. For Bruce and me, we grew up in families where the only vacation that we could afford was to go camping. My Dad, being a science teacher, had the ability to open our curiosity about nature…to see it as a living entity of our planet. We learned to enjoy yet respect all aspects of our environment. My simple enjoyment of finding the skeleton of a hermit crab or tossing a piece of drift wood into the surf to watch Maizy splash through the water are elements of amazement to me. Simple pleasures…all good stuff!
Bruce returned with a large speckled sea trout for dinner about mid day. Although he caught two salt water cat fish, which he released, one fish for the two of us was plenty.
Weather reports for tomorrow have come in with predicted rain. Today is our 28th day on the road and we have not had any rain thus far. I am certain that the area needs is, so we’ll have to make preparations this afternoon. I smelled heavy smoke in the air last night, and it was not a campfire. We did see that there is a ‘moderate’ fire warning at the local fire station, so I'm sure that rain will be welcomed.
3 comments:
Hello there!!!!
I hope you have a great trip / journey during these coming months.
A big hug and kisses for you and the girls from sunny Costa Rica.
I miss you.
Love,
Marissia
Hey Barb and Bruce,
This sounds sooooo fun. I love it that a white shirt and shorts with video is the dress for success these days.
If you would add a line at the beginning of each blog that says where you are, that would be great.
See you when you get to the West.
Cheryl
Cheryl, that is a super suggestion about mentioning our location. I'll do that with the date. This blogging is new to me and fun!
Barb
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