Not like two years ago, after seeing our lagoon nearly emptied by Hurricane Irma. And returning home from the aftermath - finding a debris field stretched across the length of the property, with a well-tended garden torn all to pieces. Knuckles and I had decided to return early, when most islanders had not yet.
This summer, I bought a new tent - a four man, 7 foot high stand-up version as a possible emergency backup - but mostly for my soon to be, back-road exploration of a coastal region along Florida's west coast. Soon I will buy another small outboard to be fitted on the transom of my trusty old, Old Town canoe. I already have the roof rack. Now I just need to find any odd friend, ready to enjoy an adventure. Might just have to be the dog.
The new tent fits right in as a temporary back-up (and for Knuckle's, a favorite shelter from the storm).
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