On Tour again...

Trip Start Dec 31, 2012
Trip End May 04, 2013

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Welaka Lodge and RV Park

Flag of United States  , Florida
Sunday, March 17, 2013

This campground is only about five air miles from where we were, but the lake made us drive about forty miles to get here.  There's a ferry which crosses the lake, but it can only handle four cars at a time.

Since Welaka is such a small town, we stopped in Palatka and did some shopping for essentials.  The Dubya Store was handy, so that's where we went.  It was a warm and sunny day, so I waited for Lynn in the coach and tried to catch up with Lisa for our usual Thursday visit.  No luck there, however.  She is VERY busy on her day off, working out, cleaning the hot tup and yoga.  I do remember those days myself.  Same energy was there, but different pursuits.

We got to the campground and the office was closed.  We got help in finding the only empty site here.  It's a "Workamper" Site and has no concrete slab, but it's working fine.  There's really no such thing as gravel in Florida, but the sand surface is good, IF, you have a doormat.  That stuff is magnetically attracted to the inside of the coach, I swear.  We haven't worn shoes indoors for months now and that makes life easier and much less gritty.

After we got settled, Lynn did laundry and I didn't.  What more can I say?  I stayed occupied at the site, somehow, but don't remember.

Today, we left early and drove into St. Augustine to attend Mass at the Basilica Cathedral of St. Augustine.  It's pronounced "Uh-gus-ten" when it's associated with the Saint's name, but "Ahh-gus-tee" when referring to the city.  Not important, but an interesting, to me, observation.  The priest there, of Irish descent, I might add, gave an excellent homily and referred to our new Pope Francis positively.  This first Mass ever said was here, in 1565, when the Spanish landed on the shores of Florida.  The original church is long gone, but the current building is from the 1800s.  It's relatively small, not much our Cathedral in Helena.  There were a few odd things that happened.  The songs of the Mass were all sung in Latin.  It took me back to my youth.  Seems to me that Benedict tried to "revolutionize" us back to the pre-Vatican II days.  But, that's another story.

After Mass, we had lunch at an outdoor cafe not far from the Cathedral and then got on the Tour Trolley to see the city.  Both of the drivers were great and shared a lot of history and humor with us.  We stopped at the fort, better know as the Castillo de San Marcos.  This fort is the oldest in the continental US.  The original wooden structure was burned down, but this one is made of coquina.  Coquina is a blend of sea shells and lime and is quarried and let dry for a period before use.  It can easily handle the impact of a cannon ball. So it still stands.  It was built and used firstly by the Spanish, then the British and then the Spanish again until it was given over to us Americans.  The dates escape me now, but you get the idea.

The rest of the tour was fun and educational.  We did stop for a bit at the winery (surprise!) and the chocolate shop ( minor surprise), and had a good time at both places.  I did get a bowl of gelato to keep up my strength.  It, too, was very good.

Since it's St. Patrick's day, we stopped at the Publix Market in Patchatka and picked up the makings for our celebratory meal.  Corned beef, Florida cabbage and rutabaga will do the trick.  It will happen tomorrow.  Father forgive us...

We getting a very light rain now and it looks like the weather in Savannah is going to be cool and wet.  We may just turn left at Crooked River State Park and head west.  
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Chris Stockwell on

Happy St. Patrick's Day. I am only 1/4 Irish, but it is my heart. We watched the parade from Bert & Ernie's on Saturday. We could see the parade up the hill to the Cathedral all at once. We have an Irish fire department and Capital Classics car club and then had Bert and Ernie's Irish fare. On the day, ate at the KC Hall to support the Ancient Order of the Hibernia. We were not smart enough to stand during the Irish National anthem played by the bagpipers.

ferdie on

Happy belated St. Pats day to you both! We shared the good cabbage/beef with friends and laughed as my Wife danced her jig in the kitchen! It was a good day here with a skiff of snow in the am.! Sounds like you are enjoying some nice camps sites, even if gotten there in a roundabout fashion! Good to get your news and events, as always! Hugs....

photodon on

Happy St. Patty's day to you both. I am not Irish either but on March 17th a slight brogue sneaks into my speech. Nice to hear your update.

Mike Noble on

Hey...still trying to catch up with you on your trip blogs....got a ways to go. Anyway, St. Augustine-isn't that the oldest "white" settlement in the US? Unless you count some visits by the Norsemen...I can't believe my brother and I didn't stop there when we made out way towards Miami. Glad you are getting plenty of sun, something we didn't get near enough of this winter though on the good side, no very cold. I laughed out loud (lol) at "Lynn did laundry and I didn't."---so matter of fact and funny. I haven't ever even seen your rentors...I see their cars but not them. We will be glad to have the "old" tenants back. take care.

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