So far, camping in Florida is being in a wild tropical jungle. The saw palmetto understory adds a great deal of privacy between campsites & is much appreciated. Narrow sandy paths have wound through the last two campgrounds, adding to the ambiance. However, the large sabal majors & live oaks that lined those lovely paths created logistical nightmares for parking the airstream. Maneuvering fifty feet of trailer & truck can take a bit of elbow room. Tomoka SP was the worst. Imagine the horror of walking around to take an in-process perimeter check & discovering the side of the Airstream less than an inch away from a huge palm. Talk about the grace of God. We eventually had to phone in for another campsite! Horrors!
We encountered a similar situation in Faver Dykes. Our anxiety was compounded knowing we were going to leave the next morning in the pre-dawn darkness to take the Airstream to the Gainesville area to have the power converter replaced. We finally got the trailer parked but it was angled the wrong way for exiting. Even Edward, the rule follower, agreed to leave against the “traffic”, trusting no one else would be up that early.
The dealership could not have been nicer to us. We were in & out within an hour & didn’t even unhitch. We were back home trying to repark before lunch!
The 6045 acres of Faver Dykes was started by Hiram Faver who donated the original 1000 to honor his parents & provide an outdoor nature classroom. The land has changed little since the Timucuan Indians roamed here 10,000 years ago,. Like most of Florida, this land changed “ownership” between the Spanish, French & British multiple times! Must have been confusing to those living here. Imagine if that happened today!