This week has been nothing if not relaxing. Well okay, maybe a trifle boring too. Two out of our seven days it has rained. (And flooded our patio area. Who knew we were parked on an ancient stream bed?) Don and I are both down to our last two books to read. We’ve spent our daylight hours walking along the beach looking for seashells and our evenings gathered around Don’s iPhone listening to the Detroit Tigers baseball games. ( Yes we are obsessed fans, not only do we have Direct TV because it’s the only satellite network to carry MLB, we also have the MLB package on Don’s phone in case of an emergency. Like this one.)
The beach here is perfect for shell hunting. It’s even better than Sanibel Island. I found a nice Florida Fighting Conch and Don has collected many an Olive shell and found several sharks teeth too. We’ve seen more Scallops, oyster, mussel and clams shells here than anywhere else we’ve ever been along the ocean.
We spent one afternoon beach side lounging and spotted three different dolphin pods swim past within a two hour stretch. We counted a total of 22. We’ve never seen that many on a dolphin cruise. Spotting dolphins is like spotting deer, it never gets old.
We did break out of our lazy mode and hike the 3.5 mile Spanish Mount trail. The trail head begins in the state park. It meanders through thick woodlands filled with pine, palms and Live Oak until it reaches the salt marsh where a boardwalk takes you across the boggy ground to pick up the trail again on the other side. The trail then follows alongside a marsh river, culminating at a shell midden on the banks of Scott Creek.We made the hike at low tide as the shell midden is covered during high tide.
This was the first time Tucker has been out hiking with us since his paw problem began three weeks ago. He was happy to be included and we were happy to see him walking normally alongside us again. He still has medicine he’ll need to finish up and Don continues to treat his paws daily with an anti fungal, anti itch wash. Tucker will need to have the paw treatment everyday from now on to keep his paws healthy and him comfortable. Tucker’s companionship is well worth the extra effort.
Wednesday morning we will be on the move once more. This time we will be heading inland. It’ll be many months before we see the ever changing cerulean sea again. I do believe that a house near the water could be the one thing to make us give up the lifestyle we live.