March 8 – 10, 2015     All right!  I’m about to complain.  We left Chehaw County Park,  Albany, Georgia where all I had to worry about were  Armadillos, Flying Squirrels, Otters and White Tail Deer.  We arrive at St George Island, Florida and here come the Alligators, again.   Maybe I shouldn’t complain.  I’ve been telling David for awhile now if he wants to “officially retire” down south my vote is for Jekyll Island,  Georgia.  Maybe,  I can use these Alligators in my defense.   Not that we actually saw one,  but I’ve come to learn that any water source that has a coating of lime green slime and spooky looking trees with vines and Spanish Moss hanging,  an alligator can hang his “shingle”.

I really shouldn’t complain, we’ve been here before and it is just as beautiful as last time.

Here I go again …  This is another place where Mother Nature rules.   We received the Ranger lecture, on check in,  about protecting the oyster beds.        E T  is not allowed on the beaches or the bay,  in the State Park.  We can take her to the bay boat launch for kayaking.  She must be on no more than a 6 ft leash and go directly from the car to the kayak.  The Ranger,  made sure to state this was for E T’s protection, as well as,  the birds nesting in the oyster beds.  E T could also cut one of her paws on an oyster shell.   I was a little put out.  She never mentioned I could cut one of my tootsies.  Who was the comedian that always complained about getting no respect?

There is a beach in town (4 miles from the State Park) where E T is welcome on the beach. It is right behind the Light House,  as you come over the five mile bridge,  to the island.

Driving here through Tallahassee was a traffic nightmare,  but once we got onto the Big Bend Scenic Highway it was an adventure in itself.   If you are an avid lover of water views this is a not to miss ride.  If the water views don’t blow you away the stilt houses will.