Day 3 - it continues....

This was the best morning so far-I slept for an hour after the coffee was made.  I've been used to waking up so early and having to wait for my coffee that I set the auto timer to come on at 5:00, then slept until 6:00.  OK, so this wasn't really the best morning, but that part was great.  Still loved waking up at that quiet little place yesterday with the birds singing, etc.

So, I had my coffee, turned the heat up twice due to the very cold temps, the wind trying to tear my canopy off, and figured when I got outside I would just close the canopy-no use trying to get shade when I really need the sun.  I'm still planning to close that canopy before dark-priorities, you know:).

After coffee, breakfast was in order.  I learned a little about the gas stove and frying bacon yesterday.  First step-take down the smoke alarm!  This morning the cooking went off without a hitch-the bacon was crisp, the toast was just a golden brown, and the eggs were tender enough to cut with a plastic fork. That's a good thing, since it's what I'm using on this trip-no dish washing unless really necessary.

After breakfast and pill taking time, kitchen and other things in order, it's time to take care of hygiene-very important, especially in such tight quarters.

I found out the shower house on the other side of the campground is unheated.  Temp was about 48 at the time.  This won't do!  I turned on the water heater, poured another cup of coffee and waited about 15 minutes for the water to heat.  With a 6 gallon water heater (it's not a "hot" water heater people-why would you heat hot water?), the 15 minutes to heat with gas is plenty.

The shave & shower were great-even got out that ingrown whisker in my neck.  A good point on a pocket knife comes in handy for more than just cleaning your fingernails and eating vienna sausages out of a can.  Got dried off, clean clothes on, brushed my teeth-this is where the crap hit the fan!  Was trying to get the toothbrush back into the cellophane wrapper end to help keep it clean when all of a sudden it flew out of my hands.  I batted that thing all around the bathroom like someone trying to keep a bee from getting under his hat.  Wouldn't you know it-right into the toilet like there was a target painted there!

Needless to say, I really didn't want to get it out of there.  I looked around and grabbed the tongs-nope, these are used for turning the bacon-not gonna do that!  Dumb fool that I am, I didn't even notice my fishing pliars laying right there on the sink-I just got it between my thumb & forefinger, put it in the trash can, then disinfected my hand (s) all the way to the elbows!

A trip to the camp store is necessary!  OK, took inventory.  The salt is hard as a rock-it's a year old.  There are two boxes of it, and a little in the shaker.  All are hard as a rock.  Leaving that in the camper is a mistake-doesn't take a lot of moisture to ruin salt.

At the camp store, all they have is these little picnic containers of salt and pepper together.  I have plenty of pepper, but have to buy it to get the salt.  You wouldn't believe how proud they are of things at the camp stores.  I was able to get a new toothbrush also.  You can bet, I will brush my teeth in the kitchen from now on:)

It finally warmed up enough to head to the beach.  I had walked to North Beach yesterday-quite a walk for an old guy.  Decided to walk to River Beach today.  This beach was a lot closer-saved a couple hundred yards, at least:)  No one on the beach but a guy with a metal detector.  He had found a few coins, but not much to speak of.  I sat in a swing right at the entrance to the beach until my legs were rested, then decided to move down the beach a little.

This is when I first started noticing a lot of jellyfish washed up.  A little ways on down I started seeing these ugly critters moving around at the edge of the water.  Some were about the size of a softball-others up to the size of a football.  I had never seen anything like this except in horror movies about aliens critters from outer space.  I took a bunch of pictures, but when I posted them on twitter, everyone, including my grandson knew what they were-Horseshoe crabs.





I walked on down the beach, then saw the lighthouse where I had gone onto the beach yesterday.  I figured it was closer to just go on down to where I was yesterday than to go back-I was wrong!  Distances can deceive a guy when there isn't much to reference by.  It took me two and a half hours to get down there!   By this time I was hungry, thirsty and cold.  Yep, it was cold with the wind blowing in off the ocean.

I found the bar where I ate and had a beer yesterday.  It took a few minutes of sitting there, but all of a sudden the gal who waited on me yesterday showed up with the same beer I had before.  She must have liked the tip to have remembered me.  Unless it was my ruggedly handsome face :-)

I had a delicious burger and two beers, then started the long three block trek back to the campground.  I'm now sitting here, vodka & tonic at hand, still thinking about taking that canopy down!

Adventures here are over.  Tomorrow morning I tear down and move out.  I'm going to stop in Savanna for a while, then I have reservations at a campground on Jekyll Island.  Just by looking at the map, I think I can make it in a little over an hour, but not going to rush it.  That's not what this trip is about.

I really hope it's a little warmer tomorrow.  Since I will be a little farther South, it should at least be up by a few degrees.

Until tomorrow, my friends-keep the beer cold and the rubber side down!