I enjoyed my camping trip to Tosohatchee WMA just beyond Christmas. That awesome but tiny little town is the last community before the Orange-Brevard line.
Had a good time but I did learn one unpleasant lesson: even in a Wildlife Management Area, where you can go days without seeing another human, you really should keep your car locked at all times.
Or, at the very least, you shouldn’t keep that hatch up while you’re doing stuff at your camp site!
My awesome camp coffee maker flew away! Bummed. But I have another. Just couldn’t get the juice of the sacred bean on this trip!
Still very glad I made the trip and got my outdoor fix for the next week or two.
Then I’ll have to have another, or I’ll start getting a little cross-eyed and stuff!
I did get some good pix. Including the banner photo at the top. That was on the extreme edge of Tosohatchee, where it dead ends into the St. Johns River.
Herons and thieves. What a combo! So glad to have gone. Planning the next excursion…
“Bulldog Ben” Basile
Photo credit Ben Lawrence Basile