Another no slab day – well almost; a wrong turn leaving Jacksonville put us on the freeway for one mile. The rest of the trip was on state and county roads. If you are northbound on A1A you will be taking a ferry ride. The St. Johns River Ferry is actually part of A1A just as if it were a bridge. I was a little surprised that my GPS put us on a ferry but the wait was short and the five bucks was well worth the time it saved us.
My Support – check out the sign.
On the St. Johns River Ferry – shrimp boats in the background
As we headed north the pine trees and palmetto bushes turned into oak, sycamore and magnolia trees and of course the kudzu (the vine that ate the south). The weather today was cooler which was wonderful as far as I was concerned, Robin actually wore her leather jacket for most of the day. She started with it to keep warm but kept it on afterwards to keep from being pelted by all the bugs – there’s lots of bugs here in the south & the love bugs are thick!! One thing you might not know about love bugs is that after they splat on your vehicle their remains become acidic so you better wash ’em off right away.
Being Memorial Day, I made a bit of a detour to Milledgeville and went to the Georgia Veterans Memorial Cemetery there. We walked around and read lots of the markers. I learned something else today that I’ll share with you. Some of the markers here had names on the back as well. Seems you can have someone buried with you (spouse usually) and they stack the two of you in there so the markers are all symmetrical and put that name on the back of the marker. You can also be cremated and have a marker for your entered ashes. I wouldn’t call ours a somber visit but we both spent some quiet time thankful for the fact that even with all the messed up “stuff” that goes on is this country – it’s still the best country in the world and we are lucky enough to have been born and live here. God Bless the USA.
Georgia Veteran’s Memorial Cemetery – Memorial Day, 2014
Our last stop before Peachtree City was at the Dairy Queen in Monticello, GA. When we went in, there were a few white puffy clouds around; when we came out the sky where we were heading was black – with one exception. There was a very small area of the skyline that was a little brighter. I’ve told you that I’ve been very lucky with the weather on this ride, well – my luck continues. The road we were on wound it’s way between two areas of pouring down rain. We did get a little wet but on any other road, we would have been drenched in seconds. We high fived and laughed at our good fortune.