During our time there George installed his new farkle.
We got our motorbike off and explored the area a bit.
Our campsite was beside the Eglin AFB Outlying Landing Field (OLF).
Some of the back roads were a little dicey where the unpacked sand is very deep like driving on a beach. The front wheel would just dig itself into the mounds and start plowing, and the back alternated digging itself into holes and getting squirrelly. Eventually the front wheel dug in, refused to continue forward, started plowing the sand and we took a little spill. Two wheeled vehicles and deep sand don't work well together! Below is the crash site; fortunately it was like falling into a mattress.
Here is George after we got the bike back up and turned around. We were both fine as was the motorbike. That's one of the perks of taking a fall on sand.
Back at camp these are some of the views we enjoyed.
Our campsite was beside the Eglin AFB Outlying Landing Field (OLF).
Some of the back roads were a little dicey where the unpacked sand is very deep like driving on a beach. The front wheel would just dig itself into the mounds and start plowing, and the back alternated digging itself into holes and getting squirrelly. Eventually the front wheel dug in, refused to continue forward, started plowing the sand and we took a little spill. Two wheeled vehicles and deep sand don't work well together! Below is the crash site; fortunately it was like falling into a mattress.
Here is George after we got the bike back up and turned around. We were both fine as was the motorbike. That's one of the perks of taking a fall on sand.
Back at camp these are some of the views we enjoyed.
While George was busy making "repairs" to his helmet I worked on building a fire ring.
We collected firewood.
We cooked several delicious meals over our campfires.
A grill of some sort to place over the fire would allow us to more easily cook our meals over the open flames so I made one out of sticks, aluminum cans and sea shells. It only took about 4 hours!
George serenaded with his banjo.
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