16 to 22 December, 2006. This place was dead and we were perfectly fine with that. We rode the fold-up bicycles down many of the trails and got lots of exercise. There's a C.C.C. Museum here that chronicles the area during the Great Depression. A very large swath of open field surrounds the park and it was great place to get away from all signs of civilization. We decided to spend Christmas weekend at Camp Mars with our friend, Art, who owns and operates St. Petersburg's oldest barber shop. So we headed south toward Venus, Florida and met Art at the campground.
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