11/30 – 12/2
We didn’t have a great view from our bow here in Apalachicola,
but the beautiful sunrise the next morning made up for it. This is
serious seafood country; in particular, Apalachicola oysters, which
are served in restaurants all over the country, if not the world.
The Captain enjoyed his at Papa Joe’s Oyster Bar & Grill,
the restaurant at Scipio Creek Marina, where we were docked. Watched
those fresh babies being shucked right before his eyes. First Mate
watched as he devoured the best he has ever eaten. We also made our
first bike trip for groceries at the local Piggly Wiggly, selectively
filling both our bike bags, nothing too big. Apalachicola is one of
the two locations (the other is nearby Carrabelle) from which most
boats depart to make the crossing to the west coast of Florida, usually
to Tarpon Springs or Clearwater, the latter of which we chose. You
must wait for the right weather “window” to cross the
Gulf of Mexico; it can be very rough. We had just missed a day, we
were told, when the water had been smooth as glass.