Moving on – to Jasper, FL

3/10/14  Monday at Jasper, FL (Florida Gateway RV Resort-PPA ($22/night)

Our adventure for the day was brief and still a mystery. Remember how we had to edge our way into our site to be able to open the water compartment? Today we needed to drive a bit forward to allow space to open that compartment. We prepared – put jacks up, slides in, water hoses away, sewer away and slack in the power cord. Yet as John tried to pull away something popped/snapped. I thought it felt like we’d pulled the power cord out, but that hadn’t happened, there was still slack in it. Everything looked fine, inside and outside. Scared the %^&* out of me though. John said it felt like the tires were stuck in the mud. John later said he thinks he had not fully released the parking break. I hope he was right. He did a super job maneuvering out of our tight spot, we got the car hitched on and were on our way by 9:20 am. Good time for missing the commuter traffic around Jacksonville. Nice cloudy day for driving. All freeway (I-95 N, I-295 around Jacksonville, I-10 W and I-75 N) made it less stressful too. Jacksonville had excellent signage. Have I mentioned that John has found traveling at 60 mph, around a tachometer rate of 1500 to 1600, gives us the best fuel mileage. Flat Florida helps too.

When we pulled into the Osceola National Forest rest area we saw signs of spring: cherry blossoms and a robin. Later we also saw a huge green field with cattle. Have I mentioned that Florida seems to grow a lot of produce (oranges, tomatoes, strawberries) and livestock (cattle and horses). They certainly have the weather (warmth, rain and humidity) for it.

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We arrived before noon. Wouldn’t you know they’d “lost” our reservation for the second time. I’d called last Friday to get good directions (to avoid the can’t find situation of arriving we had at St. John’s RV) only to find out they didn’t have our reservation. She found it eventually and straightened it all out. Except when we arrived – it wasn’t there! This other lady found it via our phone number. Another warning: the last mile and a half is on 113th St. This is a terrible washboard and pothole experience. I don’t look forward to leaving via that road. Nonetheless it is a beautiful campground – large and new. They placed the RV sites close together which is unfortunate when there is so much space. I’m sure it was to save on running the water, power and sewer lines. You have full hook ups, even sky for satellite reception, yet people seem to use this for a one night stay I imagine because there isn’t much nearby. 2 lovely small beach lakes.

Our afternoon was spent with laundry (yes, more already!), grocery shopping, light housekeeping, visiting with our RV neighbors and enjoying the lovely 70’s weather. At night we walked around the campground, even following a trail in the nearby woods. I noted that here the palmettos grow like the ferns do in our NW woods. Our trees are pines whereas theirs are magnolias and oaks.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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