Reports From the Field
This is the bridge we traveled over to get to the campsite, all in order to avoid Malfunction Junction (where I4 and I275 meet) during rush hour. Friday rush hour and a three day weekend at that intersection is not one I recommend enduring!
The view about 100 feet from our tent. In the distance, the low white domed structure is Tropicana Field.
Yes, I got in the water. Salt water is supposed to be good for My Stupid Leg(trademark pending) and I took a dip in the hopes of stoping the #$%@$^@$^#$$!@#$^ itching! So far, so good. Water is probably about 65 degrees right now.
Obviously, some of us don't like to follow the rules:
In their defense, I'd call that wading, not swimming.
It's a nice campsite, and I'll tell more when I return tomorrow afternoon.