Life’s a Beach

We have been going to the beach just about every weekend.  It has been glorious, albeit a trip.  Last week (Sunday, the day after my nut-case grout extravaganza), Scott had some work to do outside of the Destin area which gave us an excuse to go to Ponce de Leon Springs, Henderson Beach, and Topsail Hill Preserve.  I took pictures and we geocached.  I don’t think we actually stopped to lay on the beach for any amount of time.  Mostly because we forgot towels!

We’ve been having fun exploring these beaches while the weather is warm.  We kind of figured out after the Bald Point hike, that this wasn’t the time of year to be doing such a thing.  We’ve got a list of parks to go back to when the weather gets cooler.  We have also found that the state parks are far less crowded than public beaches.  Apparently $3- $6 entrance fee is just enough to keep the masses at bay.

We have both decided that we like the whole geocaching thing for a couple of different reasons.  One is kind of the same reason why I like collecting stamps in my little passport book.  It gives us a guide of places to check out.  Geocaching does the same, as it narrows down the part of the park/area we’re going to explore.  It also gives us a goal to reach.  The down side is that we have to find it.  Neither of us will give up until we do, which sometimes leads us in to scrub brush, and poking around nature that we shouldn’t be poking around in. 

Some pictures- different than what’s on the Bears’ tumblr, because apparently they are over 10mb.

I made Scott stop to take a picture of the moo-cow. 
It was on the way to one of the locations he had to visit for work.
Ponce de Leon Springs.  The river leading up to the spring- which is very blue. 
However, they built around the spring so it looks like a swimming pool. 
Kind of loses some of its neatness.
Henderson Beach and dunes.  We contemplated having the wedding here. 
Then we bought a house so we could have the wedding at it.
The scrub/ nature trail at Henderson Beach. 
If it weren’t for all the traffic noise, you might think you were in a jungle. 
Topsail Hill Preserve is massive in acreage.  There is a tram that runs from the parking lot,
to the beach drop off about a mile away. Again, this makes it so the general public doesn’t
think too much about coming here for a day at the beach.

Dancing Bears and Beach Bums

We had our favorite house guest this weekend, and the bears went nuts…

We also shot guns, ate ice cream and hamburgers, and showed off Suwannee River and Madison Blue Springs

Then, Sunday we took off to Port St. Joe.  It didn’t take much convincing for Scott to get on board, as he’d visited there a couple times for work.  We saw some houses in town (we always stalk through a couple neighborhoods checking things out), and after a quick research on Urbanspoon, ate at the marina.  The fried grouper was amazing and we got a fair amount of food.  Prices were on the heavier side, but ya know.  They pretty much have a captive market.

We learned a little bit of Florida history at the Constitution Convention Museum.  Perhaps the biggest thing we learned there, is that the ranger lady thinks Port St. Joe is part of the Eastern time zone.  It switches to central some where around Apalachiacola.  Either way, the hours for the museum are posted on the door.  They state they are in Eastern time.  We got there during the 12-1pm period that they’re supposed to be closed.  But the door opened, so we let ourselves in.  While we didn’t stop to read through everything inside, there were some neat artifacts on display.

There’s also a wide open grove with a monument outside.  The bugs were thick, but I (we?) found the geocache hidden by the State Parks organization.  I’m gettin’ kind of good at this finding tupperware in the woods thing!

This train was also outside of the town hall (I think?) right next to the Museum.

 After the museum, we back tracked a bit, and went to St. Joseph’s Peninsula state park.  My little passport book said this is “one of the best beaches in the world.”  Pretty big statement to live up to!

The peninsula is quite narrow, so at certain points you can see the sound and the wide open Gulf at the same time.  There is also a lot of kayaking, boating/fishing, and kids splashing around on the sound side.  The ocean side is also pretty active.  However, it’s FAR less crowded than St. George Island.  Once you get over the dunes, you can’t even HEAR the ocean from the parking lot.

It was crazy to see a storm rolling over the sound side, but miss the Gulf side.
The fact that you can’t see any human in this picture is also a big plus for this beach!

While playing in the water, we had some fishes swimming around our feet.  Scott thought they were fun.  I thought they were creepy.  As of right now, neither of us are showing any signs of having caught any flesh-eating bacteria, so YAY!  If we lived closer- say Tallahassee proper, instead of an hour east-  I’d definitely pick this beach over St. George.  But I don’t, so the hourish between St. George and St. Joseph’s makes for an extra long trip that’s not neccesary.  The beach is big enough, and the ocean drowns out other enough that you can still seclude yourself fairly well on St. George. 

On the way home while I was dozing in and out of conciousness, Scott pulled over to take this picture.  Which turned out to be my favorite.  So high-fives sir!

Of course, more pictures are on The Life of Rylee Delilah.