This little guy came by our campsite just a few minutes after we arrived
This suspension bridge over the Santa Fe is usually up pretty high from the river as you can see, the river has come up a lot.
This is the flood marker for the river, the blue line is how high the river was after Charley, Jeanne & Frances. At that time the river was at flood stage, I hope that Isaac doesn't make it worse than that.
So instead we decided to head to Gainesville for the day, of course we stopped at Swamphead Brewery. Had a beer or two and picked up a growler for our journey. State of Florida is so funny with their growlers you can only buy a 32 oz. or 128 oz, no 64 oz. like most states. Oh well we went with the 128 oz., surprising I know!
Met Dad for a pre-drink dinner at a new English Pub in Ft. White, had a beer then headed over to our favorite restaurant Great Outdoors, enjoyed a wonderful dinner and a few more beers than we should have but oh well! That's life.
Dad & I
Local Brew, Named for a squatter at Lily Springs
Broke camp the next morning, stopped in to say a quick goodbye to Dad, then headed to St. George Island in the Panhandle.
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