Here we are again! We’re back at Turtle Beach and amazed that some of the folks we met year years ago are here. We’re all like the swallows of Capistrano – returning in chronological order. On our first night we all gravitated to our sunset spot, Richard, the California guy, blew his conch as the sun slipped into the Gulf of Mexico and his wife, Sue, conducted as we ladies sang the Turtle Beach song. “Take me out to the campground, take me out with my friends, buy me a bottle of AppleJack, etc.” It is a wonderful mixed bag of fellow campers. A very young European couple are camped next to us – sleeping in their car. A family of 6 is tenting. The younger children are home schooled – the older girl is in
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