Our 4th night was at Ft. McAllister State Park in
Richmond Hill, GA where we planned to stay for 4 nights. Four became five so we could get the pump ordered and replaced at Dick Gore's RV. We had a great
time exploring the park, fort, Savannah and Harris Neck Wildlife Refuge where
we saw wood storks nesting and alligators in the wild bellowing.
We traveled down to Darion, GA to Skipper's Fish Camp for a great lunch and saw a boat load of guys and their dogs heading out for a pig hunt. Supposedly, they catch them alive to them sell to reservations where people come to hunt the pigs for sport. Not a world I understand!
We traveled down to Darion, GA to Skipper's Fish Camp for a great lunch and saw a boat load of guys and their dogs heading out for a pig hunt. Supposedly, they catch them alive to them sell to reservations where people come to hunt the pigs for sport. Not a world I understand!
The Fishers, Chisholms, Freda/Magnells and Tom’s sister
Kathy all planned to rendezvous in Pensacola, FL on March 2nd so we were converging from different places the night before. Harry and I had
joined Harvest Hosts (HH), a network of wineries, farms and other sorts of
properties that sign on to offer a place to stay on their property for 24 hours
at no charge other than a modest annual membership fee to HH so we really
wanted to try them out. There happened to be a goat
and sheep ranch, Golden Acres Ranch in Monticello, FL that was
midway to our destination. This first experience couldn’t have been better.
Our hosts, Bobbie and Fred, initially told us to park at the beginning of the drive but be mindful of parking between the fire ant hills. Once we arrived and they saw the size of Trekker, they told us to come on up and pick a spot we liked by the house. We chose right by the chicken coup and house so we could see the activity. We had full range of the property and learned about Tennessee Fainting Goats, Great Pyrenees guard dogs, Mayhaw jelly and of course the fire ants. Fred had retired from the corporate world 11 years earlier, bought property piece by piece accumulating 70 acres and has quite a business going. They have sheep, goats, guinea hens, dog boarding, chickens as well as being distributors for animal feed and goat housing. We left with fresh eggs, mayhaw jelly and goat meat to try for the first time. Picking out the goat meat was a challenge because there were shanks and loins that I knew would need to be slow cooked which is impossible in the van. Then there were organs that I didn't even want to ask what they were never mind how to cook them. I settled on ground goat which we cooked up as burgers. They were quite good with a flavor somewhere between chicken and beef.
Our hosts, Bobbie and Fred, initially told us to park at the beginning of the drive but be mindful of parking between the fire ant hills. Once we arrived and they saw the size of Trekker, they told us to come on up and pick a spot we liked by the house. We chose right by the chicken coup and house so we could see the activity. We had full range of the property and learned about Tennessee Fainting Goats, Great Pyrenees guard dogs, Mayhaw jelly and of course the fire ants. Fred had retired from the corporate world 11 years earlier, bought property piece by piece accumulating 70 acres and has quite a business going. They have sheep, goats, guinea hens, dog boarding, chickens as well as being distributors for animal feed and goat housing. We left with fresh eggs, mayhaw jelly and goat meat to try for the first time. Picking out the goat meat was a challenge because there were shanks and loins that I knew would need to be slow cooked which is impossible in the van. Then there were organs that I didn't even want to ask what they were never mind how to cook them. I settled on ground goat which we cooked up as burgers. They were quite good with a flavor somewhere between chicken and beef.