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September 16, 2008
I’m camping at Saint Andrews Park, overlooking Grand Lagoon in Panama City Beach. Sitting in my screen room with the fan wafting cool breezes and safe from all the flying biting critters I survey the beauty that is my camping nirvana.
I arouse this morning at two am, unable to sleep. This night work really does a number on the circadian rhythm. The trip took around six hours plus numerous stops. I must admit, I am a distractible traveler. I stopped more times than I care to admit. Still I got here at 10 am. The boat was in the water shortly after and camp was made.
I enjoyed a short sail out to the channel and back. Now Cadenza is anchored just off the beach in the one spot bare of sea grass. Yes, times have changed in Florida. You just don’t anchor willy-nilly off the beach without regard for the growth of sea grass. So I am environmentally and politically correct and the boat is less than one hundred feet from my camp site.
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