HMS Beangle
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Category: Georgia
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Now you might think those two names don’t go together. And I’d have to agree with you. For better or for worse, Henry Ford was Detroit, and Detroit was Henry Ford. But Henry Ford and Georgia? Just saying that out loud is going to get you some serious side eye. While we were visiting Savannah,…
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It’s old. It’s pretty. It’s full of gorgeous buildings, more leafy trees and blooming bushes in February than I could process, and far far more cobbles and uneven stone pavers than is good for Jeff’s dodgy ankle. Savannah is also the setting for John Berendt’s non-fiction crime novel, Midnight in the Garden of Good and…
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Since there was only one spot available at Crooked River State Park in St Marys, Georgia, we didn’t look too far into the site’s details. ‘Will it fit a pickup truck and 15’ trailer? Yes, ok good thanks.’ One of the deeply fun parts of having a small teardrop trailer is backing into a ridiculously…
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We finally made it out of Georgia on Monday the 5th and are now sitting on a very lovely, very sandy barrier island on the Florida panhandle. It’s quiet and peaceful and the local cafe has delicious gluten-free & dairy-free goodies. The Oatmeal Cream Pie made me close my eyes in awe. Gluten-Free Bakery Girl…
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Merry Christmas to all who celebrate it. We spent the lead up to the Winter Solstice re-watching the Harry Potter series, like we do every year, like we did every year when Ian lived at home, and like the three of us did separately after he moved away. I still enjoy the movies and the…
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The weather hasn’t been too friendly here in east central Georgia these four weeks, but occasionally it’s been pleasant and we’ve tried to take advantage of those days. A few beautiful mushrooms have crossed our paths, although I think this one is my favorite. It looks almost silky, doesn’t it? Still not eating it. The…
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Hotels are odd things. Strangers packed into too small a space each morning, huddling over a meagre spread in a kitchenette. Pardon me and Excuse me and May I and Oh, I’m sorry around a warming dish with watery powdered eggs and mass produced sausage patties, a platter of single serve bowls of artificially colored,…
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Well look at that. The first thing we noticed driving into our campsite at Tallulah Gorge State Park was a teardrop trailer in the site next to ours. (The second was that the previous campers at our site hadn’t left on time.) It made my heart happy to see another proponent of the tiny travel…
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Around 11:30 am, a driver ran a red light and crashed into the side of the truck. There is extensive damage to at least four panels, the front wheel, maybe the tie rod, and possibly the electrical system. At this point, we don’t have any idea of when it’ll be repaired or if it’s going…
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Grab a cup of something, this is a long one. We fairly raced south from Kentucky. The weather projections were looking quite bad across KY, with heavy rain and extreme cold in the forecast, even the possibility of tornadoes in northern Tennessee. Waking early, we slid well south to Chattanooga and set up camp for…
