Millsburg Migration

Millsburg Frozen Under a Tundra
Cold, snow, more cold and snow.

LKD and I decided to migrate to Florida for a few weeks.
We stopped to check on the Mayor's place and then off we went to Williamsburg, VA.

Although there was no more snow in coastal Virginia the temps were still not warm enough.
Heading south on highway 31 to Jamestown we discovered that the road stopped at the edge of the James River.

Fortunately there is a free ferry boat that was loading up cars heading south to have breakfast at the diner.
We became reacquainted with breakfast Ham, both Country Ham and Baked Honey Ham.

No southbound road trip would be complete without a stop at .......

Soon tired of I - 95 we headed to the beaches of Charleston, SC.
Our host LB took us on a walking tour of Charleston and then a beach picnic on Sullivan Island. We ventured out to Kiawah and shopped, marveled at the golf courses and went to the beach for another picnic lunch.

The Carolina coast is a good spot to wait for the winter to release it's grip on Millsburg. Even better may be just to the south a couple of hundred miles in Central Florida. We arrived in time to feed the ducks and relax in the shirtsleeve temperatures.

The sight of palm trees, vast swamp land and ..... well it was really warm and the sunset over the gulf was worth the trip.

New Year in the Southland

Happy 2014

Just back from a Winter Road Trip to Holly Springs in Georgia and east to Charleston South Carolina for some New Year southern charm.

We had a nice visit with family and spectated a bowling birthday party for my pal's friend.
There was fist bumps, slaps on the back, butt shaking, fancy footwork and chocolate cake.

The road took us past Gatlinburg Tennessee. We met a guy selling all kinds of rocks, glass chunks, and large amazing piles of petrified wood. A couple of nice pieces of obsidian and some heat tempered chirt will find their way to Ocala Florida and be fashioned into arrowheads.


Along the way we found Maurices BBQ. Near Columbia South Carolina, just off the interstate about a mile. The place is sitting in the middle of all the typical interchange gas stations, pawn shops, auto parts stores, fast food and fireworks. Piggie Park (aka Maurices BBQ) has been here since 1939.

On New Years Day we decided to take a nice drive. Eight hundred and some odd miles later and we are back in Millsburg.

The seven inches of snow sitting on negative three degrees makes for a bracing adventure to open the front door!

Happy to see us and gain access to more piles of seed, the birds are standing room only in the feeders. It is so cold that blue jays are actually sharing the feeder with other normal birds.