As we drove closer to the beach, we were able to catch glimpses of the white sand and blue water and began to play the only beach music we have: Beach Boys. Though the area is very developed and commercialized, many parks provide a more pristine experience of the beaches. We were fortunate enough to be able to get a reservation at Grayton Beach, where we ate and slept in our tent next to a lake just 50 yards from the Gulf Coast. We also attempted to fish as well but I think we managed to scare all the fish away. We could not have picked a better spot if we wanted to.
Veering off of the scenic 30-A gave us a more local flavor of the area (very tan people on beaches and rowdy after-work crowd at the bars). We had beer and the best crab cakes ever at one of the bars. We were also lucky enough to catch a very laid-back, hippie bar changing their oil. The vegetable hunting has led us to some of the greatest local restaurants and eating at the neighborhood joints have led us to find vegetable oil.
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