YeOldeStonecat
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Spent the past 4 days down in Florida with various real estate agents looking in different areas.
Started up in Dunedin to meet an old friend...and then drove down to Sarasota...south end, by where Siesta Key has its southern connection. Looked in Ft Myers...scratched that. Looked in Marco Island..way down south towards bottom of Florida. LOVED IT...but the beach was "so-so". Very upscale area. Looked in areas in Bradenton...by Cortez and Manatee, mostly west of 43 street. And then...looked at a little apartment in Bradenton Beach, on Anna Maria Island...just north of Coquina Beach. This old quaint little beach town. Fell in Love!
The apartment we looked at is a hair over our budget, but at least we have found the area we love.
Gorgeous beach!
..and I saw a manatee..in the wild! I'm out in the water on Bradenton Beach, like...stomach depth in water...just standing out there admiring the view. I turn around to walk out farther...and I see this long dark shape under water. Immediate thoughts...."Huh..I don't remember seeing that rock or sea grass bed there.." And then I detect it's moving..and I get a quick shot of adrenaline pumping me up.."shark"...but then I think to myself..."Nope..not a shark..moving way too slow. Big school of fish? Nope...too solid. Oh crap...one of those huge goliath groupers..."..and that scared me more than the shark! So I just stand still..and it slowly comes a little towards me...and then passes in front of me, about 4 feet out. Comes up to the surface...nostrils break up for air..and I'm relieved..."Phew....a sea cow!" (a manatee).
Never expected to see one there...usually see them in the glades/canals/coves/inlets. Not the ocean front beaches. But an intercoastal connects just up the shore, and there's a big barge down the end of the beach doing rebuilding of some sea wall/jetties (breakwaters). A few hours later I'm talking to some people on the beach, one of the guys was deep brown tan..obviously a local, we were talking about the beach, I had pointed how I was just out there wading around and I saw a manatee. He cracked up...said he works down the beach on that barge on the jetty rebuild project. and that manatee basically lives under that barge...and goes for a cruise up the beach every day...and he sees people get alarmed by it and freak out all the time.
Anyways...what a fun time in FL...very busy couple of days...driving..driving..driving. Eating. Drinking. Some rest..then back on the road.
Traffic...yeah, not the best time to travel (being a holiday weekend).
Car we rented was a Dodge Charger R/T...with a HEMI engine (same as my truck). Wow..fun!
That trip down Rt 75...towards the southern end past Port Charlotte...to Marco...out in the sticks...really got to stretch her legs (in the midst of watching for panther crossings).
As a northern "Yankee"....I know many Floridians despise us moving down there, and I had read in various places how "unfriendly" people were down there. We found quite the opposite...we talked to a lot of people and had great times yacking with them. Found so many of them were themselves transplants, as well as many with deep family history in the area.
I can't wait to transition down there.
Started up in Dunedin to meet an old friend...and then drove down to Sarasota...south end, by where Siesta Key has its southern connection. Looked in Ft Myers...scratched that. Looked in Marco Island..way down south towards bottom of Florida. LOVED IT...but the beach was "so-so". Very upscale area. Looked in areas in Bradenton...by Cortez and Manatee, mostly west of 43 street. And then...looked at a little apartment in Bradenton Beach, on Anna Maria Island...just north of Coquina Beach. This old quaint little beach town. Fell in Love!
The apartment we looked at is a hair over our budget, but at least we have found the area we love.
Gorgeous beach!
..and I saw a manatee..in the wild! I'm out in the water on Bradenton Beach, like...stomach depth in water...just standing out there admiring the view. I turn around to walk out farther...and I see this long dark shape under water. Immediate thoughts...."Huh..I don't remember seeing that rock or sea grass bed there.." And then I detect it's moving..and I get a quick shot of adrenaline pumping me up.."shark"...but then I think to myself..."Nope..not a shark..moving way too slow. Big school of fish? Nope...too solid. Oh crap...one of those huge goliath groupers..."..and that scared me more than the shark! So I just stand still..and it slowly comes a little towards me...and then passes in front of me, about 4 feet out. Comes up to the surface...nostrils break up for air..and I'm relieved..."Phew....a sea cow!" (a manatee).
Never expected to see one there...usually see them in the glades/canals/coves/inlets. Not the ocean front beaches. But an intercoastal connects just up the shore, and there's a big barge down the end of the beach doing rebuilding of some sea wall/jetties (breakwaters). A few hours later I'm talking to some people on the beach, one of the guys was deep brown tan..obviously a local, we were talking about the beach, I had pointed how I was just out there wading around and I saw a manatee. He cracked up...said he works down the beach on that barge on the jetty rebuild project. and that manatee basically lives under that barge...and goes for a cruise up the beach every day...and he sees people get alarmed by it and freak out all the time.
Anyways...what a fun time in FL...very busy couple of days...driving..driving..driving. Eating. Drinking. Some rest..then back on the road.
Traffic...yeah, not the best time to travel (being a holiday weekend).
Car we rented was a Dodge Charger R/T...with a HEMI engine (same as my truck). Wow..fun!

That trip down Rt 75...towards the southern end past Port Charlotte...to Marco...out in the sticks...really got to stretch her legs (in the midst of watching for panther crossings).
As a northern "Yankee"....I know many Floridians despise us moving down there, and I had read in various places how "unfriendly" people were down there. We found quite the opposite...we talked to a lot of people and had great times yacking with them. Found so many of them were themselves transplants, as well as many with deep family history in the area.
I can't wait to transition down there.
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