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| "Walk a mile in my shoes..." |
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| One of these days, Wisdoc. To the dunes! |
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| Whitest sand on the planet |
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| Wind-blown tangle |
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| Inside the tangle |
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| Stay off the dunes |
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| Salt Marsh & Estuary |
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| "In the pines, in the pines..." |
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| Keeping those tootsies dry |
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| Dense, no bushwhacking |
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| More dune-age |
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| Saw Palmetto |
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| Into the woods |
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| Keep an eye out for 'gators, Jakey |
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| Lupine? |
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| "I see a little silhouetto of a 'Doc..." |
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| Bald Eagle! |
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| Subtle, lovely colors |
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| Result of controlled burning |
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| Dunescape as the sun goes down |
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| Beach! Bee-ahtch |
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| No dogs allowed! |
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| "Under the boardwalk..." |
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| "Don't let your son go down on me..." |
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| "Well, the night time..." |
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| "...is the right time." |
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| Bluffs of Seagrove Beach. Emerald coast, white sand |
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| Important Info! |
4 comments:
Now that's my kind of beach, driftwood, burnt wood, grasses mocking the sand by popping up wherever they feel like and, most importantly, no uber-crowd.
We steered clear of Panama City & Destin & Seaside proper. Chock-a-bloc w/ wall-to-wall Spring Breakers, and mostly teens.
Bet you could go fishin', too.
The dunescapes remind me of Jekyll Island, Ga., where we used to go when I was kid.
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You actually make Florida look like a place worth visiting!
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