Everyone that knows us, knows we love the beach. However, it’s a bit of a struggle because one of us doesn’t sit still very well so kicking back and relaxing at the beach usually lasts for about 15 minutes before boredom sets in. I, on the other hand, can kick back and read a book for hours while sitting on the beach. Potato potato.
When we first arrived at the campground we pulled around to our spot and quickly realized it was the exact same spot we had last year when we visited in our 1966 Globetrotter. It took a little more finesse getting the longer Airstream into this spot but it all worked out.
The minute we unhitched in Grayton Beach, we made our way right to the white sugary sand and jumped right into the crystal clear water. After about 30 minutes of swimming, we decided we would head back up to the beach. As we were settling in, we were quickly deterred due to the insane amount of biting flies. When we got back to the Airstream, we learned a little more about these tiny little devils. They are apparently pretty bad on the Florida beaches in late August and early September. If the wind is blowing to the south you can expect them to be on the beach with you, but if the wind changes to the north they disappear.
Fortunately, the wind spent most of it’s time blowing north which meant we were able to spend our afternoons enjoying the beach.
It’s amazing how gorgeous the beaches are in the Florida panhandle. After having visited many lovely crystal clear beaches in my lifetime, I was shocked the first time we visited the Santa Rosa area. Pleasantly surprised.
We even were able to catch a couple of awesome sunsets which is usually a stretch for me, considering I am in bed by 7:30PM most nights.
George even went on little bike ride to enjoy one of the sunsets.
Right down the road from Grayton Beach is the cute little town of Seaside. They have a row of Airstreams that have been converted into food trucks. It always breaks Mr. TCP’s heart when he sees the really small Airstreams turned into anything other than being restored to it’s natural state.
We spent two glorious weeks soaking up the sun and humidity but it’s time to move on.