Weapons of Mast Destruction

After visiting two old forts in Florida this month, I've got to say, the Spaniards really knew how to make cannons! I don't know how well they targeted the masted warships of the day, but aren't they pretty? After seeing the ornate Spanish cannons with their patina coatings at the Castillo de San Marcos National Monument in St. Augustine, the cannons at Fort Pickens National Park in Pensacola were a little disappointing to one who is partial to anything patina. Still, looking down the barrel of a cannon sticking out a window at Fort Pickens left its own impression on us, along with the setting sun illuminating the big wall cannons and the beautiful brick walls that frequently serve as wonderful backdrops for many professional portrait photographers.


While staying in Pensacola this week, I saw two other things I can scratch off my list of things I've never seen before. An armadillo that wasn't roadkill and a Man Of War; no, not a soldier, that other thing that lives in the ocean! We actually saw quite a number of them washed up on the beach. These are fascinating creatures to observe, very intriguing to read about, and the sound they make when you accidentally step on one, is akin to popping large bubble wrap. I don't think you'd want to know what kind of sound you'd make if you happened to get stung while stepping on one of these. I'm sure the sound would not be pleasant, as I've heard the stings can be quite painful.


We had a great Thanksgiving Day at Pensacola RV Park in Pensacola, FL. We celebrated the day with a great feast there, with the camp owners providing turkey, ham, duck, goose, quail, and other festive accompaniments, and campers sharing their favorite traditional Thanksgiving side dishes. Large tables overflowed their capacity as each person brought plenty of food, knowing we'd be joined by 27 Marines not able to spend the day with their beloved families. May the Lord bless the camp owners for inviting these fine young people to the celebration.


We left Pensacola early this morning and are currently heading further south where we're hoping to find warmer temperatures and some good beach walking on the Atlantic side of the state. We hope you all had a great and safe Thanksgiving and may God richly bless you all.


Love,
Trevor and Roni

Speed Bumps

We usually don't have a problem with them, but two particular campgrounds we've stayed in had some killer speed bumps. Trevor only inched over one in one of our last locations, but the damage sustained delayed our departure by almost an hour. If you can approach a speed bump head on, there's usually no problem, but if the only way you can take the bump is at an angle, you've got trouble.

But who has time to fret over broken dishes when the beaches of Florida's panhandle are calling your name? The RV had to go in the shop for repairs, so we decided to turn off the computers and give our brains a break for a few days as we enjoyed the emerald colored waters and the white sandy beaches of the gulf coast.


I left the camera in the hotel room, so I don't have photos to show you, but the sand there, really does look like snow. So much so, we had the strangest experience one night as we took a drive down the barrier island of Pensacola Beach.

As we drove along, we saw piles of white sand. It was quite windy, so sand was blowing across the road and sticking to the pavement in the lane next to us. There was a man up ahead who managed to get his car stuck in the sand on the side of the road. He was trying to dig his car out when we stopped to offer assistance. Nothing strange, about any of that, right?

But this is what our Minnesotan BRAINS were registering: Snowdrifts, blowing snow, “Are the snowplows out yet?”, “We need to help this man quickly, he's got to be freezing.” And then being surprised by the blast of warm air on our faces when we rolled down the windows. It was so strange how our minds just couldn't seem to register “sand”.


We spent 2 nights at Pensacola Beach and then headed to Jacksonville Beach, where we saw beautiful sunrises, dolphin, Navy ships, horseshoe crabs, starfish, and even had the pleasure of visiting with some familiar faces and marveling at what an incredibly small world this is!


We arrived in Georgia last night to await the news that our “house” repairs are finished and were so blessed this morning by the warm embraces of our dear family at Calvary Chapel Alpharetta. We've really missed you all and were so happy to see you this morning. I can already feel that it's going to be difficult to leave here again and am sorry to be missing out on all that's going on there with the new Heritage Institute of Biblical Worldview. If you've never heard of it, you should take a look at the Institute's website at http://www.hibw.org

No matter what denomination you are, it's something you may well be interested in. It's good training for everybody, and especially good for those interested in being trained for some kind of vocational ministry.


We hope to be able to see you all during our short stay here, but if you really want us to hang around for awhile, we hope someone has a REALLY LONG driveway and full hookups!

Love, Trevor and Roni