The Forgotten Coast

The Pan Handle of Florida is called the Forgotten Coast.  It is so different from the rest of the the coast of Florida that it could be called the Easy Coast. We see a few wave runners, a few fast noisy boats but mainly its easy going.  Saturday morning we drove to Panama City Airport and picked up Ralph and June Vaughn. We then drove back to Apalachicola for a street fair and lunch.  We had a great fresh sea food lunch with lots of conversation.  We ate at BOSS OYSTER where Ralph and I grossed out the ladies by eating some of the fresh raw oysters.  The town has a very active downtown with most of the stores open and offering local art and tourist items. A wine tasting started in the late afternoon and local musicians started close to sunset. The weather was perfect and we walked over the downtown and stopped at a lot of stores and even purchased a few trinkets. Ralph has done professional writing for years and I ask him if he would follow this paragraph with his impressions of his visit. We are still on schedule to depart for our crossing to Tarpon Springs Monday morning.  Ralph and June will follow with the car.  Mike

Some folks say that Florida is famous for sunshine, scenery, seafood, and of course sand.  We have enjoyed a good dose of those attributes...and more.  The best part of our trip is spending quality time with Mike and Denniese.   Sunday morning we attended worship service at First Baptist Church in Carrabelle and were blesssed through singing and preaching.  Afterwards, we ate lunch at a small restaurant near the beautiful Carrabelle Bay.  The food was great but the fellowship was better; capped off with a young singer who sang one of our requests -- Wind Beneath My Wings.  I think June suspected that I am crazy when I suggested that Carrabelle might be a good retirement village with its oneACE Hardware store, a grocery store and a Dollar General.  With the seafood restaurants and the beautiful water, what could a person ask for in retirement?  Thanks to Mike and Denniese for letting us tag along.  Of course, Denniese is the admiral; Mike the captain; June and I are swabs.  (Ralph)