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Gamble Rogers State Recreation Area Riverside at Gamble Rogers
Flagler Beach, Florida
We fiddle around a bit this morning waiting for the folks in site #11 on the beach side to pack up and leave. They have until 1:00 but I’m feeling that, unlike the folks in the site we are now in, they won’t wait until the last minute. So at 10:30 I bike over and find that the site is empty. We run through our departure list and stop by the ranger station to check out of one site and into the other. How about this view out our front window?? It’s so fabulous Tigger does his boing boing thing and toppled over.
The sun is out the skies are blue and I can’t wait to get out there. I take this shot looking back at Winnona from the stairs down to the water.
I’m just grinning from ear to ear. YIPEEE!! It’s a perfect day and at the end of October I’m going to hang out on the beach. Those who know me understand that I am a incurable oceanoholic. Water fanatic is probably a better description since I love rivers and wetlands and lakes and streams and swamps and well…..water. The story of how I came to leave my heaven home 2 blocks from the beach in Virginia Beach and move to the farm is a complicated one. But suffice it to say, I am the water person, David is the woods person. Although we each obviously also enjoy the other’s favorite. If there’s no ocean in heaven, I’m not going.
David graciously agrees to allow me to get right on down there and stays back for a bit to pack a picnic lunch since we’re both hungry by this time. I pretty much have the entire beach to myself.
Few things could be finer than an afternoon by the ocean with a good book.
How about these waves?
And the blue skies, and the puffy white clouds. An absolutely perfect day. The tide is going out, the beach is wide.
David makes it down with lunch. It’s about 100 steps or so from Winnona. Thank you David!
He wants to make sure you get to see his “local brew” called Big Rod. (no it’s not what you think. there is a long fishing pole on the can). It claims to be Coconut Ale. Ok you can suck me in with the word Coconut. I am for sure not a beer drinker but coconut, well, maybe. I try a sip. If there’s any coconut in there it has to be just some fumes from the air in a coconut milk facility.
After lunch, David’s reading too.
A balding surfer and a couple of bathing beauties are in the water.
Pretty soon, David nods off. Pretty soon after that he puts his chair back in fully reclined nap mode.
For a while, I watch a feathered group gathered at the water’s edge for some sort of preening conference. There are more than 20 birds.
Time to take a walk on the beach and get my feet in the water. In both directions, the clouds are fantastic.
The waves are far out and fairly gentle. They’ve left shallow pools and designs all along the shore
There are so many colors and shades of water and sand.
David is awake when I return and shortly down the shore comes a paraglider. It looks like so much fun except for the noise. At least in a hot air balloon, another thing I’ve always wanted to do, the burner does go silent when you are up high enough and drifting. Or so I’m told. I wonder what would happen here if he turned his motor off? Would the kite keep him aloft?
He flies to the north and out of sight and then we see him coming back down the beach behind us.
After a dip in the water to cool his feet off or impress us, he’s off down the beach headed south.
Time for us to head in for dinner. What a great first day back at the beach this has been. We’ll only be here two days but we’ll be back again in March for TWO WEEKS! Thank Goodness!!