Our stop in Midland, Georgia was precipitated by the use of Passport America. We had a mostly pleasant drive (except Columbus) through quiet State highways. We decided to stop at Lake Pines RV and Campground for some much-needed rest. The campground overall is very pleasant. It is fairly clean, however the sites are very close together. We were in sight 15 a corner site in the back of the campground. We found this much to our liking as there was very little traffic and the corner allowed us some privacy.
Due to the privacy and the temperate mornings we decided to stay more than one night. On our second day the temperatures were so comfortable we decided to cook out all day making our famous roast potatoes and carrots in the Dutch oven over a fire. Captain Jim got out the Panda and proceeded to do laundry in our little bathroom while we cooked the roast. He really enjoys using his Little Panda. All was going well until late in the evening when we decided to go for a swim and to dry clothes. Kaelin and I settled at the pool and Jim brought wet clothes to put in the dryer only to find out the dryers weren’t working. A woman swimming in the pool offered advice in going to a local laundromat. Captain Jim loaded up Bertha and headed towards said laundromat. The laundromat was clean and got the laundry done. Unfortunately, this and some very rude people at the laundromat did put a damper on the evening, but that’s life. Overall, the campground was okay.
I give the campground a 3.5. I could have done better if it had kept up with the laundromat, cleaned the pool better and wasn’t so close in space. It’s more of a city RV park rather than country.
Captain Jim agrees with my assessment. He did like site 15.
We headed to Jonathan Dickinson State Park via 95 then in Jupiter switched over to the turnpike. Most of this trip was unevenful except that near Titusville we had a flat tire on the camper. I say flat but truthfully it didn’t go flat. The outer tread was stripped completely off the tire, hanging by a thread. Like peeling a banana. Jim says he’s never seen anything like it. Jim remained extremely calm in this situation. Me, I would have been cussing up a storm. Luckily we were able to get two new tires at a nearby Walmart. Jim wants to thank them for providing him with a large jack as we forgot to bring the hydraulic jack. $300 later and we were on our way.
It took a few more hours for us to arrive at Jonathan Dickinson State Park. This was definitely just a stop over spot as it was not a “comfortable” camping area. It was very open, no trees for shade. I’m sure there was things to enjoy further into the park but not at the camp ground. It did however, allow us to rest for the night. The trip to the Keys is a long trip and I would recommend this park if nothing else as a way to break the trip in half.
Last night we stopped at a county park campground in Bastom, Alabama, called Neal’s Landing. This campground was an unmarked almost free campground. We found it on the site https://freecampsites.net/. We had to use their directions because Google tried to take us somewhere else. That somewhere was an exercise in determination and patience for Capt. Jim as he had to turn the camper around in a tight space. He did well!
Neal’s Landing was very pretty with tall pines throughout, surrounded by a thick wooded wildlife management area. We chose a site next to the river although we could not get to the river from our site due to a steep embankment. There was a boat ramp further up. We chose not to put the canoe in as the river was fast moving. Kaelin had fun running through the campground. It would have been perfect for his trike however, a flat tire flattened those plans.
We had many sites to choose from as there was only the campground host as a neighbor. Quite empty. Although it was very pretty and cost us a whopping $5, we stayed only the one night. The biggest drawback, besides the relentless bugs, was NO WATER. Anywhere! This is truly some boondocking!! We did enjoy a very quiet, dark nights sleep.
This campground could be such a gem with a little more management. Add even just water spigots and you might increase the camper population.
I give it a 3 star rating for cleanliness, quiet and layout.
Captain Jim gives it a 4 star rating for it’s boondocking mystique.
After a long sometimes brutally hot day anywhere is nice. We used Passport America to find our first nights stay. We are at Ingram’s Marina and Campground near Quincy, Florida. It’s easy enough to find. Sites are well spread out and seem kept up nicely. The lady at the office was very pleasant and said if we wanted to stay longer than a night, no problem. Using Passport America allowed us to stay here with full hookup cheaper than going to a State Park. Yay Capt. Jim! Smart move.
For those that like nature there are walking trails at a nearby State Park and fishing here is supposed to be some of the best. There were pictures of some huge bass and crappie in the office. The campground is right on Talquin Lake. It’s tempting to stay longer but onward we will go tomorrow after a good night’s rest.
Two years seem to be all Goodyear tires can give us. Every year we have a flat tire on one side or the other. Last year it was the passenger side, this year driver’s side. Fortunately, a Wal-Mart was nearby. Unfortunately, all they have are Goodyear. Oh well, it’s better than nothing. Next year we will replace then ahead of time with something other than Goodyear.
If you visit Roan Mountain, the Roan Mountain Gristmill visitor’s center is a must see. The Gristmill has clean restrooms, a very nice gift shop, some educational areas that kids will especially like and the Mill itself, which has artifacts throughout. Part of the river runs in front of the Vistor’s Center. Fly fishermen were working the river on the day we went. And lastly, a beautiful old working waterwheel rounds out the scenery. The staff at the visitor’s center are very pleasant and helpful.
We hiked the Peg Leg Mine Trail an easy half mile natural trail that takes you to an ruins of an 1800s iron ore mine. The mine shaft was closed for safety reasons, but you could tell where the entrance was. My husband and son were fascinated by the ruins. You could walk down steps to the entrance. They weren’t as easy as I would have liked so I stayed at top, however it wasn’t too far down so viewing it wasn’t a problem.
For more information about this wonderful state park visit
Sadler State Park turned out to be quite a gem, 395 Acres of beautiful forests on a peninsula of Lake Hartwell (56,000 acres). We stayed on Loop #1, site # 1, a pull through that abutts up to the water.
After quickly setting up, little man and I took a walk down to the beach area. He and I, loaded with our cameras, partook in a few photography lessons. I talked to him about composition and foreground and background. He caught on quickly; took a few of his own shots on his Kodak camera his dad had given him and then took off to run the beach. Lessons over, I took many beautiful landscape shots of the lake and its shores. I practiced what I learned in the book Perfect Exposure (I’ll edit with the authors name later.) Using the sand as my midtones, I got perfect shots. Can’t wait to see them on my Surface.
When we checked into the campground little man decided, for some odd reason, that he was afraid to fall in the water! He didn’t want to stay at the site we had chosen. Of course, we didn’t listen to him and number one it was. After seeing how shallow the water was at the shore he decided it was quite safe to play knee-deep for several hours.
We had a lovely evening and slept very well. The next morning, little man earned his level 1 Junior Ranger badge. We had a nice chat with Ranger Austin who suggested we come in the fall. I do believe our Thanksgiving week plans have been made.
Thump, thump. Flat tire on US1! The front left passenger side of the camper suffered a flat tire. Actually, flat is an understatement-it was shredded. Not to worry, Capt. Jim was totally prepared. The best tool he carried was an impact wrench, as it made quick work of the lugnuts. He was a Pit Stop Demon!
Which is good, because, have I said how much I hate sweat and gnats?