I got up and of course it was raining. Dane helped me get everything downstairs and moved my bike under a canopy for me so I could get it loaded up. I rode over the Hathaway Bridge to the St. Andrews area of Panama City to meet a friend for coffee before I left. The rain only got worse, so I tried to wait it out and do a little more planning, but eventually I knew I just had to tough it out, so I left town about 10AM. Instead of taking highway 231 or 77 like I’d normally do when I lived in town, I went further east toward Wewahitcha to see some new country. The rain kept up most of the day, and made life pretty miserable, but I needed to get moving. After a long day, I finally arrived at George L. Smith State Park in GA (http://gastateparks.org/GeorgeLSmith). It would have been more apt to name it Mosquito Lake State Park. They had primitive campsites, but apparently you had to hike into them from the parking lot, and I didn’t feel like carrying my stuff from my bike an unknown distance into the woods. So, I went to the RV camping area instead, which luckily wasn’t crowded. My campsite was about 10 feet from a lake that could have passed for a swamp, with cypress looking trees growing out of it everywhere and stagnant water. The good news was they had a bathhouse, so I got a hot shower, then immediately began to sweat once I got out due to the humidity. Oh well. At least it didn’t rain on me while I was there.
