We
left from 356 and made 32 miles for the day, stopping at 324. The weather was nice and we could see
changes to the scenery once again.
The sandbars were becoming smaller and we had to be more careful about
stopping when we found a suitable campsite, rather than going farther and risk
getting stuck in the dark with no where to stop. We spent Sunday night on an island that was pretty and
sheltered, but obviously a gator haven.
There were tracks crisscrossing the beach, but we didn’t really have
time to push back out to find another spot. We tied Lilly up for the night and tried not to imagine
giant reptilian monsters in the darkness.
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