-E.B. White

Thursday, March 2, 2017

We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us

Yup, we escaped once again.  

Ventured out to Keewaydin Island which is a barrier island in Florida that has no cars, roads or bridges.  An environmental group stopped a bridge to the island.  Locals and visitors can enjoy the experience of a visit to this pristine barrier island and its ecosystem only by boat.  The southern tip of the island is the area where local boaters congregate by parking their boats on the shore and enjoy people watching.  Best options are to rent a boat, go on a tourist boat, visit with a private boat owner or call Hemingway Water Shuttle.  The Island is home to Rookery Bay.  We found this spot 13-14 years ago, no one was here, things change.  

Dropping anchor - barely an inch to spare on the beach.  At least four food pontoon boats have already arrived.  All good for us, we will hang out relaxing on Broulee until they all leave at 5:00 o'clock - then we take over the beach!

Empty beach - looking forward to a quiet sunset and a walk on the beach.

  All is good until the wash down of all of our feet, some don't mind so much, some not so much.

Even though not a "green flash" sunset - it was still good.  AHHHH

Next morning it was a quick dinghy ride to the beach, need to get there before throngs of people arrive.

Looks like a good morning on the beach

Dad, it's all about me and my ball, Dad - Hey, Dad, what about me and my ball?

Then its, Izzy give me the ball, Izzy drop the ball, IZZY DROP THE BALL!!!

Labrador and Dad just happy to be walking the beach - all is good.

As I mentioned before, we were here 13-14 years ago with our good friends Doug and Robbie.  We were the only people here and there were no paths cut through to the gulf.  This is a big shelling beach, and I am "borrowing/stealing" this idea for pictures from Doug.  I have decided to photograph shells rather than pick them up (I had a serious shell intervention in 2006-2007 during boating in the Caribbean).

Even though Izzy was leashed - the word spread fast, Dog, DOG, BIG DOG!!!  Funny thing is instead of flying behind us, they flew ahead so once again,, Dog, DOG, BIG DOG!!!

We knew our quiet beach time was short lived - so we crossed back from gulf to anchorage to our return to Broulee for more relaxing time.

Oh, Oh - time to head back - the boats are heading into beach and...

Hemingway Water Shuttle just dropped off their first beach group.

  Leaving our footprints to the soon to be overrun prints on the beach.

Back to our "Island in the Sea"

Back to Island for Izzy final romp, Ice Cream and sunset - tomorrow, back to the Marina.

Category 5 hurricane bird home.  

Marina, not a bad place to be either.  Broulee snug as a bug in a rug.

All is good here!

Advice from a Dolphin

Have a playful spirit
Be curious
Find someone you click with
Sound out new ideas
Glide through the day with ease
Find your life's porpoise
Jump for joy!