Well, we spent a lovely day yesterday with Janet and Mead going out by boat to Cayo Costa Island. The boat leaves from the tip of Pine Island (a very funky place, by the way) and takes about an hour to make the trip (although, on the way out, we were assigned to a smaller, speedier boat than on the way back and made it in less time going out).
The island is really quite beautiful -- folks come out for day trips; but some camp out there, too. There is a tent-receptive campground, and there are several (8 or 9) very plain cabins with, I think, 4 bunks each. If you're going to camp, you need to bring almost everything with you -- except ice; they do have that available at the boat landing.
It is a lovely, lovely, peaceful place.
The beach on Cayo Costa is perfectly gorgeous and NOT crowded -- not by a long shot. One arrives by boat at the landing, and then there is a tram going to the beach and camping/cabin area. It really is very nice, especially if you want some beautiful Gulf beach far from the crowds. We lolled about out there for several hours and easily could have stayed longer. Jen and Mead went swimming and I got too much sun in a half hour.
Some pictures will follow as soon as I have a fast enough connection to send them, partly courtesy of the inspiring Janet James, our generous, hostessing photographer. I will also include a couple of pictures Janet took of me at Shark Valley, where I was busy helping a volunteer ranger spread out a VERY long python skin to show the crowd. If you haven't heard, loose pythons (now by the thousands) have become a very, very serious problem in the Everglades.
Sorry for the delay with the pictures. I write you from O'Leno State Park in High Springs, FL, where my little MiFi mobile hotspot is doing its best to get me any connection at all out here in the woods.
This is a perfectly lovely state park (one of Florida's oldest) and I am enjoying being surrounded by the woods -- SO much nicer (at least according to me) than the RV resorts I was in earlier this trip.
More, then, to follow.
Love,
Joan
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