Spending an entire season in the “old florida” forests along the St. Johns River has been life changing in so many ways. It really hasn’t taken us all that long to forget how unforgivingly cold winter can be just about anywhere north of here and in short order we’ve become almost like locals. Being in one place long enough to begin wondering if the tires on your rig are still round means that new friends have been made, new habits have been formed and the surrounding area has been thoroughly explored.
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