Stephen Foster Folk Culture Center State Park, White Springs, Florida
It was a whopping 34 degrees this morning! But the sun was shining and by the time we went out to the “laundry room”, it was already 42. It’s supposed to climb to the low 60’s today. If it’s going to be cold, I much prefer snow. I miss snow. . .
Since we’ve already visited this place, we don’t seem to have the itch to get out and explore, so it was more research and reservations for us this morning.
About 1pm, Blaine suddenly jumped up from his computer work, “I gotta get outta here!” , practically ran to the back and started throwing clothes everywhere in his attempt to change.
Before I could blink, he was done and ready to go! But where??
He still hasn’t grasped that I need to know where, what and how long so I know what to wear.
We walked around the Park, stopped in to check out the floors in the tower and museum, and walked a couple of trails.
Inside the tower, Blaine was softly whistling “Camptown Races” and it was echoing beautifully around the chamber. I tried to capture it, but the phone didn’t do a very good job.
While at the museum, I couldn’t resist looking at the dioramas once again. This time, I looked even closer at them. They truly are remarkable. In one, I’d seen the violin player moving before, but this time, I noticed the pianist rocking back and forth as he “played”.
We left the museum and returned to the Springs, just to see if anything was different. For one thing, we approached from the side and walked down to the river. I guess we didn’t realize we could do that last time? Who knows? I can barely remember yesterday, let alone 2 months ago. : )
As we were walking one of the trails, a 4-5’ black snake crossed our path and took off lickety split! It looked perfectly straight and shot off like a rocket! I wasn’t aware snakes could move that fast nor that straight! While a bit disconcerting, it was a sight to see and I’m glad we did! Especially since it ran away from us!
Once we ended up back home, we took up the bikes and left again, down the road/trail beside our site. I didn’t take my phone because I didn’t have a safe place to keep it, but most of the ride was down the same road we walked the other day.
The 5 miles we biked seemed more like what I imagine mountain biking to be (except most was flat) – lots of debris in the road. And sand. The ever-present sand.
When we started out, we had to ride downhill. Neither of us remembered walking downhill, but we surely did because we were just here yesterday.
I was positive I wouldn’t make it back up.
But I did it!!!! What a great sense of accomplishment!
Anyway, we stopped at the River Overlook! I had no idea we’d end up there!
I wanted to sit a spell with a close-up of the river. It was real nice.
Except for the tiny ants I didn’t see at first. One bit my toe! Nasty little buggers!
We ended our day with comfort food. Tuna casserole. The recipe came from a woman at Springfield Baptist Church, Marilyn Clackler, and it’s terrific! Thanks, Marilyn!
TUNA CASSEROLE
2 cans tuna (in water), drained
1 can cream of celery soup
1 soup can of milk
1 c. mild cheddar cheese, shredded
½ c. Miracle Whip
½ c. onion, diced
7 oz. dry noodles
Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
Blend soup, milk, Miracle Whip. Add cheese, onion and tuna and stir to combine.
In the meantime, cook noodles in boiling water till tender (do not overcook). Drain and add noodles to soup mixture.
Turn into a 1 ½ qt. casserole dish which has been sprayed with Pam.
Bake for 20 minutes or till heated through, or microwave on high for 10 minutes or until hot, stirring halfway through.
Serves 4
TOTAL HIKING MILES: 4
Year To Date: 186.5
Daily Average: 2.78