These pictures were taken in Louisiana in late February and during the first week of March. At the time, it was snowing just north of Interstate Highway 10, from Texas to Florida. We seemed to find pockets of sunshine as we traveled from Fontainebleau State Park on Lake Pontchartrain to Lake Fausse Pointe State Park in the Atchafalaya National Heritage Area to Sam Houston Jones State Park just outside of Lake Charles.
I looked up one day and saw buds on all the trees and little flowers bursting out everywhere. I was amazed as it appeared to happen overnight between cold snaps.
George Island is on the Forgotten Coast of Florida off the Big Bend Scenic Byway, Hwy. 98. When you reach the town of Eastpoint, look for the 4-mile bridge to St. George Island. St. George Island is a 28-mile long barrier island with little development.
There is a small town in the middle of the island, with beach homes, some small inns, a few restaurants, and canoe, kayak, bicycle and golf cart rentals. Mostly there are white sand dunes and beautiful beaches on both coasts of the island, the coast on the Apalachicola Bay and the coast on the Gulf of Mexico.
The park covers 1,962 acres on the east end of St. George Island. Here you will find sandy coves, salt marshes, slash pines, wild rosemary and windblown oaks. There are tall dunes, covered with scrub, rosemary, sea oats, tree roots and tiny creeping and blooming flowers.
There is primitive camping at the end of the East Slough Nature Trail, which ends at Gap Point. The RV sites in Sugar Hill Camping Area are easily accessed from the Park Road. They are all sandy, spacious back-in sites with table, fire ring and two poles for stringing a drying line.
The first day, we parked and then rode our bikes on the East Slough Nature Trail and explored the beach on the Gulf coast. There are nine miles of beaches, four that are in the main park and include boat ramps, parking, shaded picnic tables, swimming areas and restroom facilities.
The next day we decided we would explore the sensitive protected area eastern portion of the island. There was a rough road in place, so we decided to bike it. We had no idea how long the road was, but it did not look that long on the map of the park.
After about two miles, the road worsened, so we decided to leave our bikes and walk the rest of the way. It was a beautiful sunny day and we enjoyed the walk that went on for three more miles. When we reached the end of the Island, where the bay met the gulf, we decided to visit the Gulf beach.
It was a beautiful white sand beach on the Gulf of Mexico. Our footprints were the only ones on the beach. As we explored, we found seashells, dead horseshoe crabs, driftwood and empty turtle eggs. We sat in lee of a dune and ate our picnic lunch. We could have easily taken a nap after our lunch, but the sun was going down and the wind was turning cold.
We walked most of the way back on the beach, finally cutting across the dunes to find the road. Luckily, we had plenty of drinking water or we would not have made it back to our bikes. When I was about ready to drop, we found our bikes. We peddled with all we had, but it was cold and dark by the time we reached the campground.
We were freezing, with windburns on our faces and hands. We hurt–bad. After loading up on anti-inflammatory drugs, we fell into our bed and slept for ten hours. So, we survived the ten-mile-round trip walk/bike marathon, with no lasting damage.
Panama City Beach is the epitome of a beach town, complete with miles of beautiful white-sand beaches, high-rise hotels and condos overlooking the blue-green water gentled by the barrier islands.
This is the the estuarine environment where 90 percent of the oysters in Florida are found. If you like them, eat them from here to Destin.
You will also find t-shirt shops, putt-putt golf courses, and restaurants. This is a fun town to visit for the day or a week.