A brilliant day, in every way. After a lazy start, Gordon and I headed over to the beach and for 2 hours sat watching the Gulf of Mexico in the hot sunshine. We watched squadrons of pelicans drifting by on the thermals and diving birds crashing briefly into the sea then rising again and flying off. We were completely alone on the white sand though there was a beach bar and showers etc nearby.
At about 1.30 we headed back to the RV and at about 3, Gary pitched up to take us to the Pirates Bar. Gary lives on a very exclusive island named Ono Island where the homes cost in excess of $1million. He led the way past some beautiful houses to his place which he shares with his business partner. Wow - what a place - we were blown away! We went up a flight of bleached wooden stairs and Gary left us to look around while he went to get changed - the house was fabulous, very comfortable but tasteful and with a view overlooking the ocean. There was a deck leading from the fitness and entertainment room to the swimming pool and beyond that, another deck leading to the boat - a beautiful 32' cruiser with white leather upholstery.
We got aboard, he lowered the boat lift and we were off. Oh my, this is how to live!!
At about 1.30 we headed back to the RV and at about 3, Gary pitched up to take us to the Pirates Bar. Gary lives on a very exclusive island named Ono Island where the homes cost in excess of $1million. He led the way past some beautiful houses to his place which he shares with his business partner. Wow - what a place - we were blown away! We went up a flight of bleached wooden stairs and Gary left us to look around while he went to get changed - the house was fabulous, very comfortable but tasteful and with a view overlooking the ocean. There was a deck leading from the fitness and entertainment room to the swimming pool and beyond that, another deck leading to the boat - a beautiful 32' cruiser with white leather upholstery.
We got aboard, he lowered the boat lift and we were off. Oh my, this is how to live!!
Chloe, surprisingly, seemed to love it especially when Gary picked up speed and she felt the wind in her little face.
We spotted some dolphins en route and after about 20 minutes, pulled into Pirates Cove, a divey little bar set right on the beach.
There were quite a few dogs around and a sign hung above a trough of water stating IF YOU DON'T WASH YOUR FEET IN OUR WATER, WE WON'T PEE IN YOUR DRINKS!
We had Bushwackers - Kahlua, Malibu and something that tasted like ice-cream - maybe it was but whatever was in them, they nearly blew our heads off!
We had Bushwackers - Kahlua, Malibu and something that tasted like ice-cream - maybe it was but whatever was in them, they nearly blew our heads off!
One of the dogs roaming around was a huge Bull Mastiff who apparently lived up the road but called into the bar most days. He seemed to regard it as part of his patch and at that size, who was going to argue with him?
We left at about 6.30 just as the sun was setting and the whole scene was breathtaking.
Gary was leaving for Birmingham the next day so we said our goodbyes and promised to send photos - how kind of him to treat us to all that on such a short friendship - Southerners can be so hospitable.
Supper was at Tacky Jacks, a semi-dive bar where we sat on the deck overlooking a lake and then it was back to the RV site where we sat in one of the Florida rooms and drank some wine. A fabulous day that I shall remember for a long time.
Supper was at Tacky Jacks, a semi-dive bar where we sat on the deck overlooking a lake and then it was back to the RV site where we sat in one of the Florida rooms and drank some wine. A fabulous day that I shall remember for a long time.
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