The Sandcastle – Page 149 – Blowing in the wind

Fort Frederica

Another day; another fort. That seems to be what we visit most lately. I guess that’s what happens when you search out history sites along a country’s coastline. But this fort is different. OK, the fort itself is not but the surroundings are.

We started, as usual, in the visitor center. The movie was already playing for other visitors so we were invited to enjoy the exhibits while we waited. I enjoyed the games on display. They had written instructions for you to play them. This one is called Bagatelle and I’ve read in books about people playing it but I had no idea it was so much like pinball or pachinko. In this one you use a wooden rod to push the not-very-round balls up the channel on the right. I had Dave quickly calculate my score because the movie was starting again. We think I got 225 but are not sure of that.

Then we went exploring. This time I got to go too because this park provides golf carts to their visitors who want them.

So, I drove carefully across the bridge over the first moat into the town.

There are only foundations left of that colony but they give us an idea of how small the houses were.

James Eward Ogelthorp invited people with myriad skills to come to his new colony. Archaeologists have been busy here studying many documents to figure out who lived and worked where. Most of the colonists had a business as part of their house. Here’s a sample of them.

Then we crossed another moat and came to the fort itself.

So, another day; another fort. And we haven’t even started on the Civil War ones yet.

TTYL,

Linda

Brunswick, Georgia

As we approached Brunswick, Georgia, our transmission once again developed hiccups. This is usually a precursor to the loss of our turbo. Today the turbo kept working but the incidence of hiccups is increasing. One of these days we are going to wind up in an automobile repair shop again. Hopefully, this time the system will generate a code that lets them fix whatever is going wrong.

We are camping at Blythe Regional Park for five nights. There’s so much to see and do around here. Plus we need to do housekeeping chores like laundry again and catch up with this blog. Plus we like to stay parked for the weekends since camping spots are getting harder to come by as part-timers decide camping season is here again.

The former Hamilton Plantation on Saint Simons Island is now Epworth by the Sea, an historic site for the Methodist Church. Located near there are two tabby slave cabins that are supposedly open on Wednesdays from 10 to 1. We rearranged our stops to be there during that time but they were not open. I would like to see what furnishings they had in these cabins but that doesn’t appear to be going to happen.

We bought grocereis at Winn-Dixie. I know there’s a story about a girl growing up at Winn-Dixie or some such thing but I don’t know the details of it.

More transmission hiccups.

We finally succeeded in buying my replacement cane tips. Rainbow Drug did indeed have them. They don’t anymore, though, as we bought their entire supply. Which was only enough to replace my three and have one spare.

And we finally got the oil for our engine. Dave was not happy with me because I pressured him to go into a Dodge dealer that doesn’t sell Sprinters. He figured they wouldn’t have the oil we need since they don’t service vehicles with our type of engine. I figured we had better odds there than at all the auto parts stores we’ve been trying with no luck. I won.

So now I’m sitting here in the park writing blogs and Dave is over at the main building doing laundry. This is not a vacation we are on here.

TTYL,

Linda

Okefenokee

Today is a dampened day. Do you remember taking a soda pop bottle, filling it with water, putting a special top on it, and using it to dampen clothes to make it easier to iron them? Maybe today is getting ready to help get the wrinkles out of our travels.

Reading another RVer’s blog found this quote, “Spontaneous travel takes a lot of preparation.” This person understands me spending so many hours online researching spots and sites ahead of us so we can spontaneously decide each day which things to do that day. Our daughter says my research is worth charging people to share it with them. But, I feel it is so special to our own tastes and interests that most other people wouldn’t find my lists useful. So, I just randomly put the public camping parts of my lists on my blog. I hope people are finding that useful.

Today we chose Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge as our site. We explored their visitor center and saw a great film there.

Check out this display that is overhead so you see things as if from the bottom of the swamp.

Then we drove down Swamp Island Drive. Some of this looked a lot like the Everglades but some was very different.

Dave took a hike down the Homestead trail and brought back these pictures of the Chesser Island Homestead. Notice there is no growth in the yard. That’s to reduce fire danger and increase visibility of snakes.

The Chessers were a typical family eating what they could grow, catch, or hunt. For cash they grew corn or sugar cane and tapped trees for turpentine. Work and play often came together such as at at hog butchering and syrup grinding time. Life was hard but it could be fun, too. The Chessers were fond of four-note, or sacred harp, singing. Chesser descendants continue to sing the primitive, a capella, harmonies today.

Dave’s next hike was down the Swamp Walk Trail. This is the boardwalk that runs the 3/4 mile length of this trail. It is smooth and level enough to be wheelchair accessible. I could have ridden my Segway down it if I’d been willing to risk more bug bites. But, since I still look like I have chicken pox, I decided not to do so.

This is one of the carnivourous plants that grow here.

This is a gator hole–the place where a gator digs himself in to keep cool or warm depending on what the weather is doing. His digging helps keep ponds open for the use of other wildlife as well. This one is supposed to be a good place to watch for turtles if you have enough time and patience.

This is a transition from pond to forest. The pond is slowly filling with vegetation that may eventually support large trees.

These are dead cypress trees. They were killed by wildfire back in the 1950s. They are now favorite scratching posts for the 400 or so bears who live here.

This is a view of a prairie and a deep pond. Alligators nest near here. They lay 30-50 eggs on peat mounds. The heat of the decaying vegetation incubates the eggs.

This is the Owl’s Roost Tower located a the end of the boardwalk and the views from it.

I hope you enjoyed our visit to the Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge.

TTYL,

Linda

Shopping Day

While being a tourist is fun you can’t do it all the time. There are still chores to be done wherever and however you live. So today is shopping day.

First stop, Napa Auto Parts. Our oil is low. Our engine is a Mercedes Benz and it requires a type of oil not readily available. We weren’t too surprised when Napa didn’t have it.

Second stop–Publix Food. We managed to get some groceries we’ve been having trouble finding at WalMarts lately.

Driving up the US 95 towards Kingsland, Georgia, we lost our turbo again. I asked Dave how he could tell while driving on the flats and he said there was a sudden drop in the manifold pressure. So we got off the highway at the next exit and found an abandoned building with a circular drive where we could safely stop. Turning the engine off, waiting a couple of minutes, and turning it back on again resets everything so our turbo is back. An easy ramp back up to the freeway and we are on our way again.

We stopped at a Georgia visitor center to get a new highway map. I really appreciate that states give us these maps that I can fold, spindle, and mutilate however I want to make them most useful to us. I write all over them, too, circling places we need to be able to find on them.

Then we went to Ace Hardware trying to buy new tips for my cane. I wore one completely though so Dave made me a temporary cover from duct tape but I’ll feel much safer when we get real tips in it again. Unfortunately, Ace only had 7/8″ and I need 3/4″.

Then we went to Cracker Barrel for lunch. Have I told you yet how much I like their roast beef and hashbrown casserole? And the fact that they serve me enough of it to make two meals out of it? Yum!

A search on Dave’s iPhone for medical equipment found Jones Medical Equipment just up the street from us and they assured me they have cane tips but they hung up before I could ask about size. Yup. We got there OK but they had a choice of too small or too large. They recommended Rainbow Drug in Brunswick, Georgia.

But we’re not going that far today so we pulled into Crooked River State Park where they told us to feel free to take any empty spot. We choose #8. The whole area is one big grassy field with trees and electrical boxes scattered around. The ground is lumpy but that mean moving a few inches once way or another is likely to get you level enough. It would be a good place to have an RV rally, I think. Do you happen to know anyone looking for such a place around here?

TTYL,

Linda

Fort Clinch State Park

Fort Clinch State Park is our last stop in Florida.

I saw an armadillo walking by the side of the road here. I think of Texas when I think armadillo, NOT Florida. I have a hard enough time keeping track of where we are and what day it is without getting confusing signals like that.

We tried to go see the fort itself before checking into our campsite for the night but we got there just in time to see the last reenactor leaving for the day. We’ve probably seen enough forts for now anyway.

Our assigned campsite, #23, had a picnic table in the middle of it. We had to park on the narrow road while Dave moved it. People still managed to pass us, though. And once we got into the spot we discovered it was perfectly level. Yay!

But! When we plugged into the electricity we found an open ground so our EMS said, “No no.” Move or boondock? Too tired to move. So we opened the windows, turned on all our fans, and stayed put.

Outside our window is a clothesline installed as an Eagle Scout project.

Hanging from that clothesline is a blue glove of the type used to wash cars. Inside that glove is a bird nest. Next to the nest is a sign saying the birds don’t mind you using the clothesline.

Do you suppose the birds were too tired to move, too?

TTYL,

Linda