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Wherein we get the hell out of Minneapolis
Sunday, February 8, 2009
The Barnacle
Our temporary abode on the Forgotten Coast.
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It is finished
Black birds in the rigging of an Apalachicola shri...
Patriotic spectacle outside the Piggly Wiggly in P...
U.S. Highway 98, on the way to Port St. Joe
Sea trout
Harassing the fishes of the Gulf of Mexico
Eastpoint
The Barnacle
Apalachicola National Forest
Indian Pass campground general store
Just the two of us
On St Joseph's Peninsula the sand is like snow
Birds are most abundant here on the Forgotten Coast
Apalachicola
At last, we settle down at Indian Pass
Fort Walton Beach was appalling but we still manag...
Alabama
Natchez is a city with personality, fine vistas
We drove the Natchez Trace
Mississippi!
First stop: the farm outside Marshalltown, Iowa
Establishing shot: What we left behind
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Our temporary abode on the Forgotten Coast.
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