I didn't even realize so much time has gone by. Goodness. My apologies to those who are following our journey!
I've been busy in my FB group lately (it is called "Unlock Your Dream Life"). Posting daily inspiration and tools there... I guess that I lost track of time.
Honestly, time is irrelevant to me, even though I have a counter that tracks our days on the road...I really don't pay that much attention to time.
Since my last entry, I made the decision to offer coaching - that is how the group came about. It was not something I thought I would do but many have asked so, here we are.
It seems I only have so much mental capacity and really haven't had much "travel" insight even though we've been moving a lot.
We didn't want to leave the Keys but the park claimed there wasn't room for us to stay longer.
We saw old friends and met new ones... it's definitely one of our favorite places to be.
After spending 2 weeks at Jolly Roger (only one month total in the Keys this year) it was time to move on.
But first, we went skydiving over Key West. The second jump for both of us and oh my, it was spectacular! I would love to get my certification and just jump all over the world. There really are no words to describe the experience, except freedom.
The next day (Feb. 15th) we had a long drive up to St. Augustine, FL.
The nation's oldest continuously inhabited city is pretty touristy. There are a lot of things to see and do but it was way too commercial to go to after a month in the Keys. We truly did not like the vibe. There was a very clear homelessness and drug problem. It was not a good two weeks there. Plus, it was very cold compared to what we were used to and it rained a lot.
We did go to Ponce De'Leon's Fountain of y
Youth. We enjoyed creating a funny video there (not only did Jordan drink from it but he poured a cup over his head... it was entertaining). We also went to the Alligator Farm. That was REALLY cool! So if you're in St. Augustine, we do recommend going to those two places and getting fried chicken from Fried Chicken Kitchen. It was the best chicken we've had since New Orleans last year during Mardi Gras at Coops. Plus, every single one of the sides was absolutely delicious. I ate too much. But it was ooooh so good!
Then, we were off to Georgia. Jekyll Island was really quiet and we had tons of rain... and it was definitely cold. So much rain that branches were falling off trees. But Driftwood Beach is a must see.
We were crammed in pretty close to neighbors at Jekyll. Then we moved on to Skidaway Island State Park. There, we got an upgrade to a premium spot for free but, honestly... all of the sites are so spread out that we finally had some peace and quiet. No yapping dogs ... no neighbors outside our bedroom... just birds and squirrels. It was a nice change. The trails were fun to walk as well. A lot of little fiddler crabs all over (day a bigger one at Driftwood Beach).
Then we moved to Tybee Island. Now that place is a definite must see. A great vibe and cool place. We made some new friends and even stayed a few days extra because our friends let us borrow a cool thing to clean out our tanks (one valve seems to have a block or something so I get a surprise when I take the cap off... fun).
Make sure that you visit North Beach Bar if you go to Tybee. It is a fun place. It was the first time we experienced a whole bar shot (one couple bought everyone sitting around the bar a shot... sixteen or so people... strangers to one another, it was too fun).
Then, it was time to move inland. Oh... first... at Tybee, our first site was on the corner and we kept experiencing people walking right through our site. Adults and children.
Etiquette (for those of you who aren't campers or just aren't aware) is that you do NOT walk through other people's sites. Most parks actually have it in their rules.
Well, apparently in GA that isn't a thing. We had people walking close enough they could touch our home. So, I positioned the truck to make it obvious where our "property line" was. This helped keep them away from our home but not the truck... at least the back side of our home... we still had people cut through the front. I just don't get it.
One old man walked right alongside our camper as we were packing things up. Between our site and our neighbors but again, close enough to touch our home. We just liked at him dumbfounded.
Then we get to Beaver Run RV Park where we planned to just relax a few days before getting into the mountains (letting the weather get a bit warmer). Well, again... people are cutting near the back end. Then, as Jordan was putting the freshly filled propane tanks back in front some kid walks BETWEEN our truck and trailer... right next to Jordan. WTF?
I asked if he said something but he didn't because the kids was a young teen... and he was dumbfounded and just looked at him. I said, well if I see it I'm saying something! Then this woman - an adult - does it. We see her and I say "you know it's not polite to walk through other people's camping sites." She goes "oh sorry" ... then we could see her over at a site pointing at us.
There are roads around, it's not that much out of the way to go around but continuously people are cutting through inhabited sites.
Seriously, who does that? Over 550 days on the road and never once have we had people just walk right through our site like this. Between our truck and trailer especially... I don't understand.
So I backed the truck up to cut off their path through our site. At least they can't walk between our truck and our home anymore.
Tomorrow, we head into the mountains. Who knows what we'll experience as we spend the next month in GA parks. Perhaps we need to set up some sort of temporary blockade to keep people away from our things.
I guess camping in the rest of the U.S. is different than GA.
I ask that those of you reading this will show some common courtesy of you find yourself camping or RVing. For some of us, this is our home. Would you want people walking through your yard if there's no reason for it (besides laziness)?
Let's show each other a little more respect.
I had a dream that I was traveling all over the world. In less than 6 months, I sold almost everything I own...bought a Toy Hauler (the "garage" is my art studio) and am now living wherever, whenever...just me, my art, and my cats.