Better than Words..3 minutes, 52 seconds…
Peace
Better than Words..3 minutes, 52 seconds…
Peace
I would say that this has been the Best Birthday Week Ever, but I’ve had some pretty good Birthday Weeks so I’ll simply say that I’ve had Another Best Birthday Week. Starting on the 23rd with the Monorail Crawl (going from the Polynesian to the Grand Floridian to the Contemporary stopping for Rum Drinks and Birthday wishes), and ending up on the evening of the 28th riding the Rise of the Resistance in Galaxy’s Edge, it has been charmed.
Oh, the weather was cold and windy, but we Laugh in the face of Weather.
While we were in central Florida we visited Aunt Shirley in Melbourne, staying the night with Cousin Kim. I want to visit them every month or so now, though their weather was no better.
I was thinking about all the different Jos I’ve been–a different person every year celebrating Birthdays 1-67. Not all of mySelves were Great, but each one brought its own gift. You couldn’t pay me to be 20 again…but 40 was nice… Oh, well, she’s in here somewhere..
We cruised on home yesterday, already thinking about going back. I haven’t gone through all of the pictures of the trip yet, so I’ll do a Travelogue-type post later this week.
Peace
It’s been a nice stay here at Quail Roost. It feels like we have driven into Springtime, with the weather rather whimisical and windy, temps down to 40 and up to 77, but mostly upper 60’s.
We waited so long to make reservations that we didn’t have a lot of choices. Catering to “active seniors”, QR has a nice, heated pool, regular bingo and line-dancing, as well as a wii-bowling league… It’s in the country, you could say, about 7 miles from Crystal River right off a busy highway. We were placed out near the road– and it was a Loud Road–under some trees and without neighbors on 2 sides. We did spot some active seniors playing shuffleboard and walking their dogs, but no one did more than wave. >sigh of relief<
We visited Crystal River Preserve State Park a couple of times, taking different trails. They are just my style: 2-3 miles and level! It has taken me a while to appreciate the scrubby Florida landscape, and I still don’t like having to be on alligator watch, but these were some nice trails…
Right next door to the trail park is the Crystal River Archaeological SP, and it is a gem. A Native American Pre-Columbian Ceremonial Mound Complex, it is so peaceful and the ground feels quite sacred… We walked the 50 steps to the top of the Temple Mound and could imagine the rituals performed there as the People watched from the Plaza. I believe it was some sort of ancestor worship, but am interested in learning more about these people who lived here until about 600 AD.
There is even a little beach, part of the State Park…
Of course, the big draw is the manatees… We took the trolley from City Hall to Three Sisters Springs and saw over 100 of the sea cows. They were resting, spooning just under the water and coming up for breath at odd intervals. Three Sisters is also beautiful and a lovely walk… (the trolley also made stops at various local markets and shops.)
I did some cooking on my new grill and we ate out a couple of times. We had one rainy day, so we did laundry and cleaned the trailer. It’s been so relaxing…
Today we’re hitching up and setting out for the Other Coast to visit some beaches and family. The “resort” where we will be staying is another that caters to the active seniors, but we’re more interested in one that caters to the Inactive Seniors…
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We spent Monday and Tuesday at Presnell’s Bayside Marina and RV Resort in Port Saint Joe, FL. Our site faced due west over St. Joseph Bay, with Cape San Blas and St. Joseph Peninsula State Park providing a lovely border for a beautiful sunset…
We drove over to the state park the next day and walked the beach…
…then made it into town for some good grub at Indian Pass Uptown Raw Bar and Grill just as it started to rain…
It proceeded to blow and rain all afternoon…but there was a little clearing just before sunset…
I really loved the view over the water, but the winds were fierce that night and I got a little, er, scared that the camper was going to blow away… It could happen, you know…
It was still blowing pretty strong the next morning when we hooked back up, but calmed down as we drove down scenic highway US 98 to where we are now at Quail Roost RV Park in Citrus Springs. It’s chilly, but that means the manatees will be coming into the springs in abundance! I’ll let you know.
Peace