St Joes Peninsula is in the part of Florida called the forgotten coast. Not as touristy as the previous coast I guess. The brochures say”you can swim,sun and play on 9.5 miles of snow-white beaches lapped by clear, aqua-blue waters. Explore the untouched natural beauty of the Wilderness Preserve. Tranquil waters etc. It was America’s Best Beach in 2002. I have to agree.
John continues to cook fabulous gourmet meals. This one is pork chops topped with apple slices, onions and sauce of reduced hard cider and rosemary with roasted green beans and brussel sprouts and wild rice that we bought in Minnesota. Shells on beach.
The black dot in the surf is a dolphin. We saw many pods, but this is the best I could get for a photo. Shells
The basket is done.
The fog rolls in the late afternoon.
fog on the lagoon behind the campground, Pelicans at the marina
More basket shots
Portuguese man of war, sea oats, sand dunes and dramatic clouds
John on Americas best beach. Deserted. a jelly at my feet
I made this banner for the front of the bus. We are going to a RV convention next week. Full timers have some kind of sign with their name and home town on them.
sunset on the beach
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