Friday, February 5, 2016

Winter Trip 2016--Highlands Hammock 1

Mon. Jan. 25-Sat. Jan. 30: It was an easy-take down in the morning and we got on the road around 10:00 without spending any time at Paynes Prairie on the trails or Visitor Center, which is unlike us and a little sad, but we really wanted to get to Highlands Hammock. We made good time until we cut over to old US27, where we passed through many small towns and traffic lights strung together like what Marv called one long strip mall. In frustration we stopped to share a Subway sandwich and then there was a long stretch that wasn’t so developed so we arrived at our campsite and were set up enough that I set the microwave clock at 3:00. There is no internet or phone access in the campground so once we were fully set up we headed back into Sebring to do some grocery shopping and let people know we were safely at our destination. Kris and Heidi weren’t answering their phone so we left a message explaining where we were and that they wouldn’t be able to reach us. But later Marv ran into Kris at the campground and found they were down about 4 campsites on the road across from our site so they are nearby. Kris was very frustrated by several problems with their trailer so we told them to get done what they could and we would make dinner (ground beef stroganoff) for all of us. We also managed to take a short bike ride just to get our “bike bottoms” back. And thus began a nice pattern for our days together of some time alone and some time doing things together. Tuesday Marv helped Kris figure out their water under the sink problem (the water heater had cracked [maybe just the pipes connected to the water heater] because water was left in it when they winterized last fall), the furnace problem (the water heater had dripped into the furnace, but once they got it dried out, the furnace worked), and the refrigerator problem (it spontaneously started to work again). Kris was in a much better mood and decided maybe they wouldn’t move into a motel and sell the camper after all J. They did some shopping and invited us for pork stir fry for dinner. Then we played dominoes. After a pretty nice day with the temps in the low seventies, it clouded up and started raining, sometimes heavily, but never storming, about midnight.  It rained steadily then let up for a few hours Wednesday morning and began again and continued off and on (mostly on) right through until Thursday evening. We puttered around in the morning and then when the rain increased and persisted the four of us climbed in our truck. We made some short stops and then drove to the South Florida State College, Avon Park campus, and explored their small Art and Culture Museum (which Marv and I had seen on a previous trip) before having a very late lunch at the Olympic restaurant.  Kris was getting a cold and they decided to pass on the potluck dinner that evening but Marv and I drove over in the rain to the Rec Hall, taking the cornbread Marv made. We decided to sit with our next-door neighbors camping in a Scamp to get to know them better. He turned out to be a far rightwing conservative with a strong opinion about everything that he was happy to share in a very loud voice. Marv sort of enjoyed the political discussion but I thought the guy was a tiresome blowhard and preferred to talk to others, finally moving to the other long table in order to hear as people introduced themselves and told where they lived. Afterwards we went to Kris and Heidi’s again to play games. The rain was getting pretty relentless by Thursday. The two of us went for Coffee, Biscuits and Jam at the Rec Hall ($2 a person fundraiser for the park) then Marv drove down to the gate where he could get a signal and called his Uncle Max in Lake Wales and invited them to have an early birthday lunch with us. He and Aunt Donna were free so we spent much of the day driving up there for a good visit. In the meantime Kris and Heidi spent the day farther away visiting her uncle. My bronchitis that had started before Christmas was no better and I was getting desperate. Through a series of messages with Dr. Johnson, she prescribed six days of steroids to try and knock back the inflammation in my lungs. We could get them at the CVS in Avon Park so we went to the library there for an internet connection and got some communications taken care of until it was ready. Back at the campground Heidi and Kris were still gone so Marv and I went to the Spaghetti Supper ($4 a person fundraiser for the park) in the Rec Hall. We got together later for games.



Friday we finally woke to just clouds with no rain. Kris and Heidi had to change campsites so they spent most of the morning doing that with some help from Marv while I read and puttered. In the afternoon Marv and I rode our bikes on the scenic loop and stopped halfway around to walk on the Cypress Swamp trail. The water was far higher than we had seen it in years past because of all the rain. We saw one alligator near the bridge that goes over Charlie Bowlegs Creek. Back at the campground folks were moving in with a very different weekend crowd arriving. We had a young family with two little blond girls move in on the other side of us. The mom had gone to MSU in accounting but we never did find out how that came to be. They were with another couple in a camper on the other side of them, and were joined by a family with 3 kids on Saturday. Everyone got along well and were a loud but pleasant group. Behind us there was a very large Hispanic group of people camping together. They were very noisy, and having a great time, but the noise ended at 11:00, quiet time. Marv and I grilled tilapia we had gotten out to defrost earlier in the week and had it with rice and a salad. We went to Kris and Heidi’s trailer for cards and dominoes and all exclaimed at how noisy the quiet campground had become. Saturday all four of us rode our bikes around the Scenic Drive, stopping to see an alligator at the county road cut-off; walking the trail to Blair Big Oak tree, one of the oldest and biggest Live Oaks which is unfortunately totally dead now; exploring the Cypress Swamp trail without seeing any alligators; and finally taking Fern Garden Trail, where we saw a large alligator and a big black Cottonmouth Snake. Heidi made lots of toppings and we all had nachos at their trailer before another night of games. 

Alligator near the county road

Flooded Cypress Swamp


Cypress knees


The boardwalk has been rebuilt many times but was originally done by the CCC

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