We had signed up for the campground pitch-in dinner for Friday night.
Don was in the shower. I was on my laptop when I heard a knock at our door. I opened the door & seeing a woman there, my first thought was that we had a package to pick up at the office. But I just as quickly realized it was too soon for our mail to have arrived. Hmm.
“Hi, I’m Carol Robinson. Is Don here?” ” He’s in the shower,” I said. “Can I help you?” “I saw Don’s name on the potluck sign up sheet & I said to myself, how many Don Pietz’s could there be? I worked with Don at plant #17. I was a secretary with Ternes.” Well I’ll be darned. “What site are you on Carol? When Don’s through getting cleaned up we’ll come by.”
And that’s exactly what we did. Carol introduced us to her husband Pat & we all agreed to share a table later that evening at the get together.
I think everyone in the park showed up for the meal. The spread was unbelievable. We enjoyed visiting again with Pat & Carol. We learned that this is the Robinson’s second year coming to Seminole. Pat is retired from the Navy & Carol retired in 2011. They are gearing up to become full timers in the near future. We also learned that Pat is a mountain man reenactor. He shared a few tales with us & it was very interesting. What a cool hobby!
The campground held a dog parade Saturday morning. We showed up with Tucker in tow, not really knowing what to expect. Approximately 20 dogs participated. A very diverse collection. Some came decked out in costumes. There were awards for the smallest dog, the largest, the youngest, & the oldest. There were awards for the best costume & for the best trick. All of the pups received dog biscuits. After the judging, the entourage was paraded throughout the campground. It was fun & donations were given to the local animal shelter. A very worthy cause indeed.
It being such a lovely warm day, Don said we should go for a drive. He suggested we take a ride to the town of LaBelle. I agreed. I said it would give us an opportunity to scope out the town before attending the Swamp Cabbage Festival next month. I was also curious to see the town that my father & stepmom had snowbirded to for so many years.
LaBelle is a small town out in the middle of nowhere. Apparently it is the county seat of Hendry County. It makes you wonder, if LaBelle is the big town, what do the other Hendry County towns look like? Whisper Creek, the RV park where dad & Dotty used to Winter in was a very attractive & active park but even so I have no idea what drew them to here. It’s flat land as far as the eye can see. Cattle ranches, orange groves, Pampas grass & the Caloosahatchee River. That’s it.
The map showed we were only about 30 miles from Lake Okeechobee. Neither of us had ever been to the lake so we decided to continue eastward.
We were disappointed & yet we were amazed, Lake Okeechobee wasn’t at all how we had envisioned. The lake is bermed all the way around. We drove halfway around it before we found a spot where we could see the actual lake & not just a canal leading into it. Even then we couldn’t access the lake, only gaze out at it. The immensity of this inland lake was astounding. It was like looking out across one of the Great Lakes. We did eventually find a better viewing area on the north side near the town of Okeechobee. To truly experience the lake, you must have a boat.
Don started complaining shortly after arriving in southwest Florida. He said he had yet to see an alligator & he’s been in Florida for 7 weeks now. Well guess what we saw in one of the canals as we were putting Lake Okeechobee in our rear view mirror? Yep,our first (this time) alligator. No we didn’t get a photo of it as our photographer (me) was doing the driving.
Today we went for our usual 2 mile morning hike then we just putzed around the campsite for the rest of the day. Some days are like that. The highlight of the day was Don cooking a peach cobbler in our cast iron Dutch oven over the fire pit. We invited our neighbors Jack & Suzanne over to share it with us. It was a pleasant evening just kicking back, visiting with good people & eating warm cobbler with vanilla ice cream.
Here’s lookin’ at you kid…………………