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We headed out to Jupiter Beach last weekend for a late-night turtle walk. And to my surprise, SUCCESS! There were several nests already marked, and we watched as one turtle made its way up the beach. I guess it didn’t like the sand, though, because it waddled back to the ocean pretty quickly — quick, for a turtle.
I thought that was pretty cool just to catch a glimpse of a turtle, but then, TURTLE SCORE! As we were walking along the beach, heading back to our car, we witnessed a turtle laying eggs! It was awesome!! We were on the beach for an hour or so, just watching the turtle mom carve out the perfect egg nest with her back fins. Then, egg-laying extravaganza!!
What a way to kick off the Fourth of July!!
I must confess, I’m not a fan of math. The numbers, the symbols, it all boggles me. Nevertheless, here’s an equation for you:
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SOUTH FLORIDA WINTER!!!!!!!
The weekend was a big mash up of weather-specific activities. Friday night, it was hanging out by the chiminea. Saturday afternoon, surfing at the beach. (I actually managed to catch a couple of waves myself!) Sunday, Christmas tree shopping and digging more blankets and comforters out of the closet! (It’s our first year to get a real Christmas tree for the holidays, and I love it!!)
I wish I could buy an island. You know, all Sir Richard Branson-like. I’d pimp it out with hammocks made from the strongest and softest, eco-friendly material around, and then I’d invite Madonna to hang out. Unfortunately, I’ve yet to own an airline or record company, so my island-ownership is limited. For now, though, I just like to find myself upon a small spoil island somewhere along the Intracoastal waterway (ICW).
Spoil islands are islands composed of dredge soil,which stirred up as a result of dredging the channels. I just read this about theislands in our area: “The great majority of islands resulted from dredging associated with the Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway between 1951 and 1961.” Some spoil islands are sand and vegetation, but others, like Peanut Island are all fancied up with designated camp sites, picnic areas, partyers, etc.
Check out the lil’ spot we hung out at this weekend:
Our island for the day - I even found that chair on it!
view of the root system of a fallen tree
these lil' guys were swimming around us everywhere!
The weekend happened and I’m left with jumbo shrimp-type feelings. A mixed bag, that is.
On one hand, the weekend was brilliant in that I got to be with amazing ladies that I love. The destination was Clearwater Beach. Tan lines, pina coladas and dancing, oh my! When it comes to a girls weekend, there’s no doubt that my lady friends get it right.
Really, what more could I ask for?
Oh yeah, to skydive? Well, that’s where the shrimp comes in. Sadly, our skydiving adventure was an epic FAIL. We booked for Saturday at 10 am, but as we sat at the round plastic patio-esque signing our life away, we learned the pilot was missing. As in, he went out drinking last night and nobody’s been able to reach him since and he hasn’t show up this morning. No shit. Seriously, that’s what we were told, which was followed by this lovely statement:
“That’s what skydivers do.”
Soooo, the Cliff’s Notes version is: the gods were against us (or maybe with us?) to skydive. Never fail, though, it will be done. The drive over, the sweaty palms, the rapid heartbeat … it was not all in vain. Now I know that it’s something I definitely want to do and would do.
Until next time 🙂
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