|Martin houses show the storm strength|
Learning To Use The Selfie Stick...The selfie stick I bought last summer hasn't been used much but I'll want to operate it with confidence at some point, so I've begun to practice taking "selfies". I've been reading tips on how to take flattering shots. The photo below is not one of them.
|Pam and me, learning to use the selfie stick. |
Holding the camera high is recommended for more flattering shots.
I'm concentrated on the mechanics of selfie taking and forget to smile. Happens a lot.
|Ernie, Charlie (with the map) and Pam|
Visiting With Friends... Old and NewMy good friend, D.J. stopped by for an afternoon visit on her way east from Dallas where she's just celebrated her granddaughter's birthday. None of us had any way of knowing DJ would come down with flu the next day. She planned to return the for the Dolphin Cruise with our group. Of course, that plan was thwarted. Sore throat and high fever kept her down for several day.
|DJ and me. More selfie practice. I'm remembering to smile, at least.|
|DJ (sunglasses) in the center of the picture with Pam, Linda and Joyce on the bench beside her. Mary is on the other side. Counter clockwise, Wayne, Charlie, Fran and Ernie. Lexie and Ozzie in their pen to the right.|
|Wayne and Dennis|
|Dilated eyes mandate fashion eyewear.|
|At the dolphin cruise location.|
Left to right, Ernie, Pam, Linda, Dale, Joyce, Charlie, Fran, Mary, Janet and Dennis
After the cruise, we joined Pam, Ernie, Joyce and Charlie for dinner at a restaurant recommended by the ship's mate on the Dolphin Cruise. Shipps Harbor Grill turned out to be a delightful place and we agreed we'd return
|Just another seafood dive, the Flying Harpoon boasts a kinship to New Orleans with their poboys.|
Left to right: Fran, Mary, Wayne, me, Joyce and Charlie
|Fran and Mary launching their new inflatable kayak.|
|Joyce and Charlie sneaking through the tall grasses.|
|Charlie and Joyce ahead of Wayne and me in the brackish water.|
This canal will take us out into a lake where we'll take another canal.
|Fran and Mary on the left. Joyce and Charlie on the right. The Flying Harpoon (where we'd just had lunch) is in the aqua colored building. Sadly, we brought no cash so the pina colada I hoped to enjoy did not materialize.|
Bike Rides...Gulf State Park is a biker's delight with miles of trails over mostly level to rolling terrain. Unfortunately, I didn't get in as many bike rides as I would have liked, but one pleasant afternoon, I loaded Lexie and Ozzie into their carrier and we had a good outing.
|My bicycle with the carrier attached. We stopped for a little leg stretching, pee-pee break.|
|Lexie and Ozzie. Moments after this picture was taken, Lexie fell off the bench but was not hurt.|
Blue Angels...Linda isn't feeling well enough to spend a hot afternoon sitting on an asphalt parking lot, so she and Dale didn't go with us to the Pensacola Naval Air Station to see the Blue Angels practice. Ned and Rachel will arrive this afternoon. Linda and Dale will welcome them and have dinner.
More selfie stick practice. This time with Joyce, Pam, me and Mary at the Pensacola Naval Air Station.
I have learned how to reverse the mirrored image.
|Selfie without the selfie stick. Forgot to smile again.|
|This plane is called "Fat Albert" and it's part of the Blue Angels team. It carries a bunch of payload.|
|Joyce and Wayne share a vegetable, cheese and meat filled Bloody Mary.|
|Pam and Joyce rubbing elbows with celebrity.|
|One of the most interesting parts of "The Hangout" is this DJ booth. |
It's covered in PEZ dispensers.
|After a half dozen oysters and almost that many cocktails.|
|Oh the characters we run into|
|This guy gave $5 Shrimp Basket gift cards to each of us.|
|Veterans Day American Legion in Foley ... cough, cough. |
Joyce, Charlie, Pam and Wayne. Ernie was at the bar making friends.
Barely visible is the wall phone that became a good conversation piece for us.
Line Dancing... Sort of...Tuesday night rolled around and we arrived early enough to eat dinner. Shortly after, we began watching small groups of ladies and some men arrive for line dancing. When the lesson started, I realized it was not a lesson at all... just a little review of the dance steps and then the music started and the dancing began. These people all knew one another and were having a great time. Of our group, only Pam could line dance. We all, including our husbands, went to the dance floor, but we quickly returned to our seats, leaving just Pam to dance. Later, Patricia, Art, another Pam and Jim, friends of Pam and Ernie, stopped in. No surprise... those ladies could line dance too.
|Our dancing queen... Pam and her friend, also named Pam.|
I hate them because they dance. I cannot.
Crashing Local Bars...When we left the line dancing lesson, we stopped in at Tacky Jacks. It was just 8 p.m. after all. To our amazement, there were almost no customers. The lack of tourists has been very noticeable this visit. I know that many northern and Canadian visitors come here for winter but I guess it's too early yet for them.
|Charlie and Joyce.|
|Joyce and I are being Tacky at Tacky Jacks|