Chilling

White Springs, Florida

Well after a lot  of work, we finally rolled out at 2:30 pm  yesterday. 

It was stifling hot at 100 degrees and we were ready to get out of the heat.  Thank goodness for the generator.  It allowed us to keep the motor home cool after we unhooked the power and got the toad hooked up. 

I followed behind Al in my Honda Cr-v.  We intend to sell it, but as with several other items, we didn’t want to sell it until after we knew we were going to close on the house.  In the meantime, we’ll be taking 2 cars with us.  It’s not the preferred plan, but we just didn’t have the time to mess with trying to get it sold. 

As we drove slowly drove off our property for the last time, I shed a couple of tears.  I have no regrets, but it did bring up some memories.  Fortunately, I have tons of pictures.

We headed east on Hwy 84 towards Valdosta, Georgia, then south on I-75 to the little town of White Springs, Florida. 

The state park ( Stephen Foster Folk Culture Center) is one of the nicest of Florida’s State Parks, and we have been wanting to stay there.  I didn’t want to make reservations though, given our history with reservations.  It looked like they had quite a few vacant sites, but I decided to just call them on the way and verify.   I kept calling, and calling and never got an answer.  In the meantime, our generator quit on us under load.  With the high temps, we knew we needed to be able to get in and hooked up quickly to keep the cats and ourselves from heatstroke.  We decided to go to “plan b.”

Our “plan b” was a private campground we had seen a few years ago.  We just needed some place we could quickly pull in and hook up the electricity with a minimum of effort. We are at Lee’s Country Campground.

We drove in, paid the $17.50 Passport America price and were led to a very nice shady, pull through site.  It’s sandy, but level and plenty long for the toad and the Honda.  There are two washers and dryers right across from our site in an “open air” setting.  I’ll take some pictures of the campground today.  It’s a very nice, clean place and we think we’ll just hang out here for several days.

We intend to do a lot of relaxing while we’re here, but we did need to do a few loads of laundry.  First thing this morning we walked across to the laundry area.

My first thought was, open air = critters.  Need to be careful of the scariest creature on the planet. 

Alligator's, sharks?   No, I said the scariest!

I carefully opened the lid for the washer, ready to run if anything came at me.  I surveyed the situation and found nothing.  I stayed on guard though, just in case.  I could sense trouble. After I put the clothes in the second machine and was setting it, I happened to notice this terrifying creature stalking me.  I know he was just waiting for the right moment to make is presence known.  I ran off screaming like a girl,  and Al knew immediately what had happened. 

Yep, the dreaded Florida tree frog!

I think I’m psychic where frogs are concerned.  I always seem to know when I’ll likely find one.  It looks like Al will be taking the clothes out of the washer.

I want to thank everyone out there in blog land for all your good wishes.  We finally got it done and are so  happy to be “on the road.”  I want to especially thank  Jim and Sandie for your sacrifices in doing the celebrating we were just too tired to do!  It’s a tough job, but someone has to do it, right?  Sorry you had a headache celebrating for us.   We were in bed last night at 8:45.   There was no celebrating going on around here.  Just exhaustion!  Tonight, however, will be a different story!

 

BTY, if you hear in the news about any perverted activities going on at a rest area along I-75 south of Valdosta, Georgia….I can explain, but not today…I’m tired of writing!