Every year when I was younger, my dad would let me miss a week of school and take me on a hunting/camping/fishing trip in the panhandle of Florida on the Apalachicola River. It is an area that almost seems to take you back in time, back before we paved everything and put up buildings. A wild, untamed part of Florida that few know about and even fewer get to experience. You won’t find this place on any tourist brochures.
As I’ve gotten older the trip has become less about missing a week of school and more about
getting away from my kids for a week spending time with my dad and unwinding. There is something so refreshing about being out in nature and away from your daily hustle and stresses. You feel closer to God and really have a chance to properly reorganize your priorities.
As our annual trip is upon us, I will be there in less than 12 hours, I am reminded of all the amazing adventures I’ve had out there with my dad and a few other friends over the years. We could tell stories for days. The river splits and forms an island that is only accessible by boat and that is where we like to spend a lot of our time. We go whole days sometimes without seeing another person out there. On one hand, it’s a shame more people don’t get to experience this beauty, on the other hand, that’s one of the reasons it’s so beautiful.
Sunrises and sunsets on the river are amazing. We are always finding some odd, bizarre or otherwise interesting things. Two years ago we found a giant turtle shell.
There are also Indian mounds on the island that the Native Americans built in order to stay dry when it flooded. Here is my dad and I standing in front of one of the mounds.
Then at other times it’s the simple beauty of the patch of flowers we found in the middle of the woods and the flying insect that was coming to get the pollen.
I’m looking forward to getting back out there, eating some fresh fish and spending some time with my dad. I also look forward to the time when my kids are old enough that I can bring them out too.