Posts Tagged‘State Park’

Crawfordville, GA

Home to a BBQ restaurant and the Main Street that was in the movie Sweet Home Alabama. Home of Alexander H. Stephens, Vice President of the Confederate States of America. Home of Chuck the Duck. Ok, so definitely most importantly is that Crawfordville, GA is home to Chuck the Duck. He is the best duck we have ever met. Also, the bossiest duck. But also the best. Feed me, bitch.Feed me, other bitch.FEED ME.Chuck, the duck. Upon arrival at A.H. Stephens State Park we were greeted by a large, pull through full-hook-up camping site, the most friendly camphost we’ve ever…

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Santee, SC

We chugged into Santee State Park in mid January, after spending a lovely month with friends in Myrtle Beach. We didn’t have much in the way of expectation for what we’d find in the area of Santee State Park. We also didn’t have a timeline of how long we were going to stay. Both of these things turned out to be a good things. Santee State Park There wasn’t much in the way of anything going on in the area of Santee, SC. We found out pretty quickly that camping at Santee State Park is the ‘thing’ to do when…

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Myrtle Beach, SC (II)

Disclaimer: our ‘lead editor and typo catcher extraordinaire’, Scott Baron (who you may know of if you read this blog with any regularity) recently set forth on a 2000+ mile adventure along AT, where he will hike for months from Georgia to Maine. So, if you find any typos in this post – it’s his fault. Can you believe he would choose to leave us high-and-dry to hike by himself through the wilds of the Eastern US? Yeah – us either. But for real – how cool is Scott Baron you guys?! Myrtle Beach, round two… I’ve been looking forward…

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Columbia, SC

We pulled into Columbia, SC, greeted by a late Fall cold snap. So we spent pretty much our entire stay in Columbia huddled in Dyna trying to stay warm. We bought an additional space heater. We hunkered down for four days and snuggled Lucy. I continued my recovery from my One Epic slog. (I catch some emotions after long exertions, and do a lot of napping, and feel a lot of emotions). Jake spent the days trying not to do anything like eat too much of my candy stash that might set off a wave of tears. He’s really good…

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Spartanburg, SC

We rolled into Croft State Park outside of Spartanburg, SC under the premise of me (Liz) running a 24-hour race. Croft is a nice park, although due to the race, which we were there for, the only available camping spaces were in the lower area of the park. This looked fine on paper. Heck, the lower area of the park overlooks a lake! But, after ramming our big ass down to this area, knuckles quickly turning white, we realized that the spot we had reserved was less than suitable for an oversized ass such as ours. Luckily there were a…

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Hamlin, NY

Disclaimer: This blog was written at a significant delay (December 2018). As in, the delay was so significant, that I don’t feel that I can accurately represent our time at this location in story form. So, I am just going to post photos I captured here and then ramble about some of my clear memories of the place via some bullet points. How did I get so far behind? Well, there was a summer visit from a nephew, and also a giant party in Rochester that needed to be planned for. But, also, if it comes down to blog writing…

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Detroit, MI

Disclaimer: This blog was written at a significant delay (December 2018). As in, the delay was so significant, that I don’t feel that I can accurately represent our time at this location in story form. So, I am just going to post photos I captured here and then ramble about some of my clear memories of the place via some bullet points. How did I get so far behind? Well, there was a summer visit from a nephew, and also a giant party in Rochester that needed to be planned for. But, also, if it comes down to blog writing…

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Winslow, AZ

So let’s get it out of the way now. Yes, the Eagles wrote a song with mention of the city of Winslow, AZ. And yes, Winslow thinks that is a very big deal. So that you can suffer momentarily as I did for a full week, here are the lyrics: “Well, I’m a standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona and such a fine sight to see. It’s a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed Ford slowin’ down to take a look at me”  Jake thought it was great to play that stupid song every time we got in the car. I am so…

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Memphis, TN

I would argue that no, all roads do not lead to Memphis. But, I get the sentiment. And I’ve already spent my allotment of arguing energy for the day discussing politics via telephone with my dad this morning (hi dad, love you!). And also, apparently this time the road did lead to Memphis. For us at least. And we are thankful it did. Because Memphis is mad cool. Against the warnings of some fellow nomads, we decided to risk the sanctity of our nostrils and park Dyna at T.O. Fuller State Park. Apparently this place smells like shit much of…

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Savannah, GA

“More butter!” Ok, but first, I better go for a run.   When you roll into the the city of the Queen of Butter, you need to make plans to balance out some of the sin. Long story shortened to weed out details that only other long distance runners crave hearing: I ran another 26 mile race, again, without training. Because I clearly learned my lesson from running a long race without training for a long race the previous 2 times.  It’s so hard to resist the temptation of an organized long run when the course loops around your home for…

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