I am back from my first tour, and it was everything I hoped it to be and then some...
I went from jacksonville beach Fl, to Lake City, to Keaton Beach, to lake city, back to Jacksonville beach. total trip was 391.5 miles in 5 days. I did 95 miles day one... 100 miles on day two, 7 miles on day three (my rest day farting around Keaton Beach), 92 miles on day four, and 96.5 miles on day five. I camped out every night in camping / RV facilities.
I experienced so much I don't know where to start... I experienced nice weather, tail wind, HEAD wind, constant wind, rain (it poured for about 75 of the miles on the last day) I met some fantastic people all along the way, and one psycho on the last night in lake city that litterally had me fearing for my life. I had some good food, but mostly crappy food along the way in the various small towns. I have some fantastic pictures (I will post them somehow later today)...
Ok, the story on the Psycho before everyone asks... I set up camp late Wed night in an Rv park in Lake City. I set up two lots away from this big tent type thing (I thought it was just storage) anyway, after dark I am sitting down looking at my pictures when this guy walks right up to me... he was about 325lbs SOLID MUSCLE... He was probably 55 years old, and had a FREAKY looking perfectly white afro that was standing straight up... He had cotton balls sticking out of both of his ears, and was only wearing bikini underwear. he said "have you ever seen the movie Hellraiser?" I thought he was just being an ass so I giggled and said "not recently... that would be a good one to watch before going camping" he got a very angry disgusted look on his face and said "you think that is funny? You have some f***** nerve doing what you did... some f****** nerve.. You think that movie was funny? that guy was standing there without any skin. they took all his skin while he was still breathing... and you have some f******* nerve doing what you did..."
Obviously at this point I was feeling very uncomfortable. I said "so where are you from?" he ignored me.. and started uncovering his motorcycle.. he was throwing his tarp around and moved his bike to the other side of the tent. then he came back to me again, and said "you have some f****** nerve. How can you be so f****** ignorant? You know the hurricanes and tornados and everyone dying are all signs, and I tell you what you ignorant f*** they aren't signs for me that is for sure. You think it is funny to not have any skin? you will f****** see... You will f****** see.
At that point I stood up and said "Ok, look man, I don't want any trouble, I was not trying to croud you. I will be happy to move my tent." he ignored me as he walked around to the front of his tent.. not sure if he heard me I walked a couple steps toward him and said "did you hear me? I am sorry for bothering you, I am going to move my tent now" he quickly charged at me waving his hands saying "get off my f****** lot you SOB, Get the F*** away from me. I already moved my bike off your land, now get the F*** away from me" He was like one foot away from my face when he said this, and I was balled up ready to take him down.... (keep in mind, at 6'3'' 250 pounds, I am not a person who is normaly bullied) He turned around and went back in his tent..
I quickly gathered up all my stuff and moved all the way to the front of the park, under a huge bright light, in plain view of the main road. I loaded my gun, and with it by my side went to sleep. I got up early packed up and left without incident. I figure that the great injustice I did to him was that I put my tent too close to his (even though I was 2 lots away)
It ended up being quite a learing experience. for one, I will NEVER stealth camp in central florida... I could not even imagine coming across someone like that in the woods... I litterally could have been killed.
Anyway, the trip was great. Thank you everyone for your help! I will post a link to the pictures soon!