Swamp Swimming?

This was the free daily jigsaw puzzle in my puzzle app last night. It describes the weather here perfectly!

Our casita at Florida Caverns State Park

Last night was the first night in Florida that we seriously worried about our water freezing. I ran the propane furnace instead of the AC’s heat strip. I pulled out all of our underbed storage and opened all the lower cupboard doors so the heat could reach the water pipes. I also left the bathroom door open so heat could keep the pipes behind the shower pan from freezing. It worked! Thank heavens that no more temperatures that cold are predicted!

Entrance to swimming area

Ron and I have decided not to do the cave tour. Many years ago I toured some huge caves (maybe Luray — can’t remember. It was the one with the rock formation in it that looks like two poached eggs), but they were huge and felt more like cathedrals than caves.

These caves are a lot smaller. I was told there is some crouching down required in some places. Just the thought of it triggers claustrophobia. So we’ll just enjoy the above-ground sights — which is mainly a lot of eerily beautiful swampland. So glad it’s not mosquito weather!

Another shot of the swimming area

A nice thing about this park is that it is near stores and fast food places.

Also, important to me, they do allow clotheslines. In fact they have clothesline poles at each site — to keep people from using trees. So if I decided to use my laundry drying rack behind the trailer, it shouldn’t cause problems. I probably won’t, though, because they have laundry facilities here.

Swimming area. You can tell I was boggled at the swampy swimming!

Sheba is embarrassing me! There are several other people here with large dogs. They are all so sweet and friendly. And they don’t bark at other dogs. Sheba still has to sound the alarm and try to intimidate any other dog she sees. It makes me feel inadequate as a doggie mom!

This place is not big rig friendly, so there are lots of tiny campers, along with several medium sized rigs. Next to us and across the street are two matching teardrops. Ron said they are two single women, each with their own teardrop, traveling together. I said hi to one of them and she didn’t answer, so I’ll have to take Ron’s word for that.