Thursday of my silly little, chilly little, spur-of-the-moment trip to Fort DeSoto was the day with the promise of the best weather. So when I saw that a ferry trip to Egmont Key was available from the park I decided that Thursday would be the day I would go. We had a pelican keeping us company as we waited to board the ferry, and I couldn’t resist taking yet another picture of the Egmont Light, even though I knew I’d see it up close in just a little while.
We landed right at the weather-worn lighthouse, and we were told to take the trail to the beach across the island, and that we should be sure to see the ghost town also.
The day was warm and sunny, a nice change, and a nice day to walk on the beach. While I was preoccupied with taking pictures of the birds and shells my fellow travelers were finding sand dollars and shark teeth.
The ghost town turned out to be ruins of defenses constructed to defend Florida during the Spanish American war. 
And ruins on the beach too.
In just two hours it was time to head back to the park, bringing our treasures, and pictures, and memories with us.
I have a friend that we tease with ‘butt shots’, so I made it a point to take this photo of the Willets on the beach. Little did I know that it would be my best photo of them.
Even with the chilly weather this was a fun trip. I didn’t know a soul when I arrived at the park, but there were four people to give me a hug goodbye. Everything I heard about camping and campers has proven to be true. I wonder where I’ll end up next?
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