Ortona South C.O.E., Moore Haven, Florida
Temperature Inversion. That’s what happened overnight. It dropped to 47 while we were sleeping! No wonder I woke up cold! Blaine had to turn the heat on for a few minutes to get rid of the chill, but it didn’t take long.
We ventured out this morning before breakfast. We didn’t even brush our teeth! So keep your distance at least for the morning portion of this post. 😊
Various sightings and activities kept us out for a while. Otters, fishermen on both sides of the canal (snook fish season started March 1st ), sucker fish, a heron flying right over the bridge, the locked gate, the open gate, a walk to the other side . . . .
I suppose you’re used to more details, but this morning, I think I’ll let the pictures do the talking. 😊
Our first look at the lock. The gates are closed until a vessel wants to cross from one side or the other. The right side is 8′ higher than the left, so depending on the direction of the vessel, they either raise or lower the water level. The boat approaches, they open the gate, the gate closes, they fill or lower the water, the opposite gate opens, and out they go.
Back home, I had made a list of things that needed done before Eric and Sandy showed up. We’d been kinda puttering around when suddenly, I actually looked at a clock and was shocked to see it was already 10am! They could arrive anytime! I got frantic. Blaine helped out with some things.
And then I got a text – they were an hour away. Whew!!
Everything was in order with only a couple of minutes to spare when they arrived. They brought brownies, chairs and a machete with them.
We had a really nice day, walking around the campground, watching boats go through the lock and talking. And eating, of course. I haven’t made that much food for quite some time. It was great fun! And a stupendous weather day!
I was just kidding about the Mustang. That’s Sandy and Eric’s car. : )
However, our wonderful day did not have an entirely happy ending.
Besides the fact that we won’t be seeing them for a year, our coach became infested with mosquitoes! Black smears all over the ceiling and Blaine’s hands as he valiantly battled the nasty little things! We’ve never seen mosquitoes like that before! Ewwww! We must have killed at least 2 dozen.
Maybe we should pick up more ladybugs . . . .
TOTAL HIKING MILES: .5
Year To Date: 170
Daily Average: 2.74