The next two weeks centered out of our campsite at Jonathan Dickinson State Park near the Atlantic Ocean.
Elsa's and my tent leaves more living space in the camper, which was needed for rainy days.
Dad's upgrades last summer also were also helpful. The solar power gave us electricity even when staying in parking lots while traveling.
And more storage made much better use of space previously taken up by the TV we never used.
Elsa and I spent the majority of the time working or resting in camp, but we also enjoyed short visits to a few more areas of this beautiful park.
The view is good from the highest point south of Lake Okeechobee.
The horizon below is all ocean, while Jupiter Island stretching before it holds our main beach access.
Our park contains some rare plants and birds.
But the Florida Scrub Jays always manage to hide when I'm around.
I certainly didn't want to take pictures of the black racer snakes I encountered (including one I chased off our campsite.) And Dad and Elsa had no time to do more than marvel at the diamond pattern on the rattlesnake that crossed their path.
Thankfully snakes were not a part of our Florida experience until this third time, when we already felt at home in the area.
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