Drizzle and Roll

Trip Start Jun 03, 2008
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Trip End Aug 12, 2008


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Sunday, June 15, 2008

Last night while in a deep slumber at the Walmart parking lot there was a loud CRASH!  Thunder it was and certainly not the last!  Like children, we peered out the window and watched the show.  It rained like it does only in the deep south.  The rain came down and the water level in the parking lot  started to raise while the light show carried on above. Certainly this wasn't the first rain we've had on this trip but it was the most spectacular.  The good news is that the "Monaco Diplomat" is water tight.  It was an interesting  experience observing the storm in a tin can in a strange parking lot.

Father's Day started with a drive to Pensacola Beach where there was a wild preserve.  While the children slept, we walked along the early morning beach, enjoying the wild sand dunes, Sea Oats, tranquil waters, powdery sand and most importantly; coffee!  We weren't familiar with this part of Florida even though this state was home to Jeff for nearly 5 years.  Anxious to get to Panama City, we proceeded down the coastal highway through Destin, Ft Walton Beach and the like.  The journey was painfully slow through the nearly endless ribbon of civilization and traffic lights.  However, we were impressed with Destin and a lot of the designated wild beaches along the way.  We had no idea of  how many wonderful natural areas there were in this area.

Finally, we arrived at Venture Out.  Clark's friends from his days at Yellowstone, Ray & Beth Smathers, have a place there and conveniently, they rent out spots for RVs.  In search of our assigned spot, we lost our way in this design-for-golf-carts-community.  Attempting to navigate the cute-as-can-be mini cul du sec, Monica got stuck between a rock and a hard place.  Actually, it was between an automobile, a palm tree and a priceless lawn ornament according to its owner.  Having knocked on doors to get the car moved, Clark escaped the cul du sec not without a lot of scornful looks from the angry mob that had gathered.,  After "Threading the Needle"  (backing "Monica into a tight spot around a tree, over a picnic table, and across a patio" we were once again, "home". Clark observed that there certainly seemed to be a lot of traffic at the very point where he was blocking the road that is for a trailer park anyway.  Father's Day festivities ensued with the gifts, and admiration he so aptly deserves.  During this frenzy, a golf cart was delivered to Clark, from the Smathers'.  Seizing the moment, Clark and the kids were off to the beach in the golf cart.  Having spent a wonderful time in calm crystal clear aquamarine waters and sugar sand, Clark returned a relaxed, happy man.  Meanwhile, Beth, son Lee, and friend had arrived from Atlanta and the party was on at "The Beach Box"!  We hadn't seen them since the '96 Atlanta Olympics and we had such a very good time catching up. The kids all had a good time flying up and down Shark Street, Venture Boulevard, Gulf Drive and the other cart pathways connecting the 700 manufactured homes in this mini metropolis! Rusty and Audrey also had a great introduction to Guitar Hero from some real teen age pros! (No tutoring fee!)   However,  the most important lesson we left from this day was a new recipe for corn-on-the-cob: drizzle olive oil on the corn, roll in foil.  Drizzle and roll, drizzle and roll, drizzle and roll... y'all.          

We plan to catch up on all the days then to upload pictures....We've been visiting with friends and haven't had time to blog.   
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