Saturday, Dec. 26, we broke camp driving up I-75 and I-10 to arrive at Eastbank Seminole Lake CCC Federal Park across the line from Chattahoochee, FL, in GA. What a surprise to find our campsite close to the lake's edge. Close enough to hit the water with a rock.
Geese honking day and night, small ducks everywhere, squirrels at play, bluebird boxes and bluebirds sitting on your vehicles trying to look at themselves in your auto mirror, deer at the bath house. What more could one want? The outdoors has so much to offer. Has been a Walmart/Lowes day as weather has been on/off midday to evening light rain. Our nice Italian neighbors pulled out this morning heading to another campground.
We have flood warnings due to the heavy rains last week with results showing everywhere. Ditches look like small streams. We drove to Quincy, FL, where I mailed some notes to friends. Then rambled on towards the coast checking out Federal and CCC campgrounds. We found one with a campground host and about 3 campers. The area with Jim's Golden Age card would only cost us $1.50 per night to camp. No electric. But, that is OK as we have a generator and battery for our needs. I laughed nicknaming this spot "Hoboville." We then went thru a town named Sopchoppy. Wonder how it got that name. We found another CCC campground where ther road leading into it was lined with orange vested hunters 'round every bend. Down at the campground it was full of tents and trailers for the hunters lodging. The camp host was a character. He was an older man with long moppy hair, a straggly beard, aviator glasses, and hunting garb. Was he ever a talker giving us some good info about the area. Originally from England, he finally landed on an Ohio farm where some of his 8 kids now reside. He said he has 34 grandkids and 4 great-grands. WOW! He now is an avid traveler living in his motorhome calling his kids collect as payback for the yrs. of $$$ for their educations. On our way back to our campground, we saw something black running in a strange mannor along the left side of the road. To our surprise it was a wild pig. No where to stop...we just had to put this photo in our brain memory bank. Back at camp I heated left-over homemade spaghetti sauce and boiled wheat noodles in my electric fry pan for a most delicious dinner. YUM! YUM! After dark my potty run produced a total of 6 deer feeding on bales of hay the rangers are using to help hold grass seed where they are creating more camp sites.
