Day 170: St. Joseph Peninsula State Park.
Saint Joseph Peninsula State Park is at the end of the peninsula right across the bay from the town of Port St Joe. We thought hard about whether or not we wanted to come here as we did not know what kind of phone reception and internet we might have here. We took a chance and it paid off handsomely.
This place is about as remote as you can get along the coast of Florida. Even though there are no cell phone towers on the peninsula, the clear shot across the bay to Port St Joe got us a pretty decent signal to pretty much do whatever we need on the Internet.
The beaches here are the main reason why people come here. It goes along the Gulf of Mexico endlessly for miles and is the beautifully white and finely grained type that you would imagine exists only in paradise.
We took a walk up the beach and the girls collected shells along the way. The 2 campground loops are just over the sand dunes from the beach and each has its own boardwalk that provides access.
We decided to walk down to the Gulf Breeze campground loop with a lunch box full of snacks for a little picnic. People must have thought that we were pretty weird to be picnicking at someone else’s vacant campsite.
Especially when this 6-year-old decided to hop on the table and do her little dance. I am trying not to imagine where this is headed in 15 years.
The 2 campground loops are also connected by a boardwalk built over a large field of tall grass. Over 240 species of birds are known to come through here each year. This little observation bench is prime real estate for a bird nerd.
As we continued our walk back to our site, we heard a rustling in the bushes and found a little armadillo making its way over to us. It soon disappeared under the boardwalk and into the tall grass.
In all of the excitement, Mila dragged her hand across the boardwalk and managed to lodge a handful of splinters. She managed to last 3 years and 5 months before getting her first splinters. Ava’s splinter initiation happened during our visit to Malibu Creek State Park when she was almost a whole year younger.
That is the number to beat, Luka. Let’s see if you can avoid getting yourself hurt.
over and out,
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