I slept in Jay & Karen's spare bedroom (we are calling it the "infirmary") while Linda slept in the RV in their driveway. We hoped that would help her get a better night's sleep and not give her a relapse into another illness.
It took her a long time to get over whatever she had - we think it was bronchitis - and, fortunately, we're pretty sure I just have a common cold.
Eventually, I rolled out of bed and the others asked if I was up for hike. I figured it would do me some good, so I agreed.
Around noon, we headed out and took the St. John's River Ferry from Mayport Village to St. George Island.
Once we were on the island, we drove a few miles north to the Little Talbot Island State Park. Jay parked, and I just followed the others on the Dune Ridge Trail.
It's a four-mile loop trail that goes through the palm & live oak hammock, ...
and ends with a nice walk on the beach.
I was surprised that Linda, with her knee problems, was willing to go on a four-mile hike. But she did fine with her hiking poles. Looks like her knee is getting back to normal. That's great news.
We found a spot where others had slid down the high dunes to get to the beach.
According to Jay, there used to be a lot of these whitewashed dead trees along the beach but, apparently, the last storm wiped out most of them.
Because we arrived at the beach near high tide, we couldn't get around some of the brush without doing some wading. The water was cold, but we all removed our shoes and did the short walk.
We watched the surfers as we walked.
We walked barefoot for awhile but, eventually, took a break and sat on a log to put our shoes and socks back on before continuing along the shell-laden beach.
It was about 75 degrees and quite pleasant with very little wind as we completed our walk at the boardwalk that leads to the parking area.
It was a lovely walk on a beautiful day, and I was feeling okay. Linda's knee also held up. Glad we got out.
After our walk, we took the ferry back and headed to the house. Linda got a shower while I headed to the "infirmary" for a nap.
Later, Karen's kids came over. Then it gets loud and chaotic, and I really wasn't up for that. That's more of Linda's realm and they really came to see her ... mostly ... anyway. I actually enjoy the family dynamic and seeing everyone, but I have my limits. This time, I could rely on the "excuse", "self-preservation", ... whatever you want to call it .... of "not wanting to spread my germs and get the others sick".
Cop out? Yeah, maybe, but if I go to a party, I really appreciate those that are sick staying home. So, hopefully, everyone understood my reclusiveness whether it was selfish or commendable. :)
I stepped out long enough for a plate of food and to say "hello", but I quickly retreated back into the "infirmary". I could hear the group playing games and having fun, but I was quite content in bed flipping channels and not having to think or act like I felt better than I did.
I took some medication and dozed off. When I awoke, the house was dark and quiet.
I certainly hope to feel better in the morning. I haven't checked emails or picked up the laptop for two days as those routines make my congested head pound more.
Well, at least we had a nice walk at a state park we hadn't visited before. Glad I took a few pictures so I could remember it. :)