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Peacocks by the Sea

2012-07-08

tl;dr: After only two days of "sailing" I've stopped at another hotel, the Sportsmans Lodge. This place is great.

It's sort of ironic. My trip down the rivers was supposed to be the boring prelude to my awesome sailing adventure. It turns out the rivers were interesting (all things considered) and sailing kind of sucks.

Or maybe it's because the temperature never drops below eighty degrees, even at night, and sand creeps into everything, and the wind never cooperates, and I'm still discovering patches of skin to sunburn, and my water tastes bad, and everything I own has a layer of salt on it, and my favorite pocketknife is almost a lump of rust, and I've burned through two expensive mp3 players, and the cheap one I just purchased isn't very good.

I had no wind whatsoever all day long until mid-afternoon. At one point I set the sail and poked across the water while casually making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Then, all of a sudden, the wind shifted and kicked up. I finally felt like I was sailing. Ho hum.

Though I only put in two days of "sailing", I decided to stop. Work is ramping up again, and, besides, haven't you been reading?

So I stopped at the Sportsmans Lodge in Eastpoint. This place is great! It is classic Florida. The Lodge is actually several groups of multi-room buildings surrounded by vine-covered trees and palmettos. There are RVs parked all about. What's left of a marina boarders one side, and East Bay the other. A flock of peacocks patrols for scraps, and squirrels raid the breakfast lobby, which is sort of a gazebo. The tap water has more than a hint of sulfur, and the only non-closed restaurant within walking distance is a Mexican joint.

good morning Port St Joe


one more good storm and goodbye




kayak fishermen








East Bay near Apalachicola




my room at the Sportsman Lodge


the breakfast lobby


I named him Alex


no breakfast for you squirrel

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