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Highlands Hammock State Park Or Bust

Welcome back to #TravelThursday. Last week I continued writing about my trip out to the 9,000+ acre Highlands Hammock State Park here in the Sebring Florida area (about 10 miles from home).

#Recap – So the 11 AM tram tour was inexplicably sold out, and the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) Museum was closed until 10 AM. I drove the 3+ mile “Loop Drive” through the park, and I walked the 3,005-foot in length Ancient Hammock Trail in the oldest part of the park. A large wild animal crossed in front of me from left to right. It was either a Florida Panther, a coyote, or a deer.

So now we’re back at the main Camp Store / CCC Museum area, and that’s when I saw 2 big yellow Highlands County School District buses.

I parked in front of the CCC Museum, and I got out – eager to enter the museum that I had promoted online just 2 days earlier. But from my car I could hear the joyful noise of children from inside the museum. They were quite loud. Hopefully they were learning a lot of good history inside. I decided that perhaps it wasn’t the best time for me to enjoy the museum with all of that rambunctiousness going on. I decided to wait until they were done before I would enter. I walked around the adjacent grounds of the area – amongst the picnic tables and pavilions. More school children were enjoying a portion of that area. As the group of children inside the museum were congregating outside – the group of children at the picnic area were forming a line and getting ready to head towards the museum. Soon after I was surrounded on both sides by children coming and going in both directions – led by their teachers.

Looks like I would have to wait a bit longer to enter the museum. I ran out of things to look at in the picnic area, so I approached the parking lot. A couple of vehicles were arriving at the same time, and they were full of visitors (who knew each other). They approached the front entrance of the museum, and it appears that they were turned away from entering and told to return after 12 Noon due to the children inside with more children expected to arrive after them. So the visitors got back in their vehicles and drove away. As did I.

So – my visit to Highlands Hammock State Park on Friday April 17TH 2026 was a – BUST !

No tram tour. No museum visit. But I did get to drive “Loop Drive” and walk a trail and have a close encounter with a wild creature.

I learned some lessons. I should call the park the day before any future visit to find out if there are any school field trips scheduled for the next day. I should also reserve my seat on the 11 AM tram tour (if it’s running), since I now know that you can do so a day in advance (instead of the same day). And I should also find out what hours the CCC Museum is open the next day. (Those days and hours change throughout the year based on demand.)

Applying those lessons learned will help in knowing what to look forward to at the park, and I can spend more than just 1-hour and 4-minutes there. (I was originally planning to spend up to 4 hours there.)

I’m going on another field trip – further west. I have a feeling that it’ll be far more successful than this one was. In fact I know it will be since it already occurred. I’ll tell you all about my return trip to Arcadia Florida – next – #TravelThursday. Let’s keep traveling together.

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Highlands Hammock State Park Or Bust

Welcome back to #TravelThursday. Last week I began writing about my trip out to the 9,000+ acre Highlands Hammock State Park here in the Sebring Florida area (about 10 miles from home).

My plan for the morning at the park was set, so it was time to go !

First setback – the 11 AM tram tour was inexplicably sold out, and I didn’t want to stick around for an additional 1 PM tour. The Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) Museum was closed until 10 AM. So my next move was to drive the 3+ mile “Loop Drive” through the park.

“Loop Drive” is a one-way counter-clockwise paved road with room for one vehicle to traverse with a bike lane running alongside it. The speed limits is 15 or 20 MPH, and you don’t want to drive any faster than that because the whole idea of the road is to see things as you drive slowly by. You also want to stay safe and not endanger any wildlife along the way, or bicyclists, or visitors walking around. Nature owns the park, so it should be respected.

Once on “Loop Drive” there are 8 walking trails where you can park your vehicle, get out, and walk on. Most are between 1,400 and 3,000 feet in length (a quarter-mile to a half-mile). Some of the trails meet each other, so you can go on a longer walk by combining adjoining trails.

I’ve been on most of the trails previously. One of the last ones along the road is the Ancient Hammock Trail – at 3,005 feet in length. It’s the longest trail in the park. It’s connected to the Sweetgum Trail (1,445 feet). It’s in the oldest part of the park, and it features towering cabbage palms and live oaks – some of which may be over 1,000 years old. There’s also an old CCC bridge near the top of the trail. I selected the trail to be the one that I would get out of my car for, and walk, and explore nature and hopefully not too much wildlife. I didn’t want to encounter any wild creatures that were bigger than me.

But that’s exactly what happened. About two-thirds of the way around the trail – out of nowhere – a large wild animal crossed in front of me from left to right – running quickly like it was being chased by an even bigger creature. It was either a Florida Panther, a coyote, or a deer. I didn’t get a good look at it since it was a blur while running, but I saw a tan color all over. That was the only excitement on the trail. Other than that – the bugs were surely out. It wasn’t too bad though. I imagine that the park is saturated with bugs during our 4-month rainy season from June through September.

I got back in my car, and I headed back to the main Camp Store / CCC Museum area. What did I see upon returning to that area ? I saw 2 big yellow Highlands County School District buses !

You know what that means. I’ll tell you all about it – next – #TravelThursday. Let’s keep traveling together.

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Flamingo Gardens

Welcome back to #TravelThursday. This is Part 2 of my look back at my recent trip back to South Florida – my former home of 35+ years. It was my first trip back in nearly 9 months (38 weeks to be exact) – since the end of June 2025 – when I closed on the sale of my 30-year home.

I wrote about my Sunday and Monday in and near Homestead and Florida City in last week’s edition. This week – it’s Tuesday in West Broward (the western portion of Broward County).

But before we leave Homestead – it’s a milestone in my car. I hit 9,000 miles driving to Breakfast. It took 95 days to drive the next 1,000 miles from 8,000 to 9,000. That’s an average of about 10½ miles per day since the middle of December. My trek to 10,000 on the odometer will clearly come sooner than 95 days due simply to this road-trip alone.

It was a good 48 hours in Homestead and Florida City. After Breakfast at the local family-owned Flagler Restaurant in Homestead I hit Krome Avenue (State Road 997), and then onto U.S. 27 just shy of the Miami-Dade / Broward County line.

I made it to Flamingo Gardens along historic Flamingo Road in Davie. It was my 6TH visit since 2012 – and my 1ST visit in just over 4 years. It’s my favorite place in Broward County. If I had decided to leave Homestead and move up to Broward in retirement (very hypothetical) – then I’d very likely be volunteering or working there today. It’s part botanical gardens, part wildlife sanctuary, and part historic house museum. It covers about 60 acres, and it was established 99 years ago as a family homestead and citrus grove at the edge of the Everglades (back then).

Fun Facts: As an 8, 9, and 10-year-old in suburban Lanham Maryland (just outside of Washington D.C.) me and my friends would bring rakes into the woods on a fairly regular basis. We did so to rake the leaves on the ground, clear a path, and create trails and rest stops along the way – essentially creating our very own neighboring nature parks. On the left side of the creek that ran through the woods – I created “Chris Day Valley” (named after myself). On the right side of the creek – two of my friends (brothers) created “Wolf Pack State” (possibly named after misheard lyrics of a popular Gordon Lightfoot song at the time). After my friends on the right side of the creek lost interest in their unique park – I went over to the next street over and joined other friends who had already started working on their park. They gladly welcomed me. We even had a flag handmade of our park. (One of the moms did that for us.) It was so much fun while it lasted.

So why did I bring all of that up ? It’s because Flamingo Gardens looks like a grown-up version of those childhood parks that we created in the woods. It reminds me of those fun days outside 50 years ago.

After a fun 3 hours and 15 minutes at Flamingo Gardens – I headed north to Tamarac where I met my brother (visiting from Texas) at a hotel. (His 3 days of work was done at the Broward County Convention Center.)

We went to a noisy Yard House at The Oasis at Sawgrass Mills Mall for dinner, and then we walked across Panther Parkway over to the Amerant Bank Arena to see our Florida Panthers take on the Seattle Kraken. (The Panthers won 5-4 in overtime after a shootout.)

Next #TravelThursday – we’ll head back to Sawgrass Mills Mall for extensive shopping, and we’ll take an impromptu tour of West Broward County and many of its suburbs. Let’s keep traveling together.

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The Legend Of Fluffy The Manx Cat

Today it’s the return of a Christmas classic that’s been featured on my blog before in various forms. It’s the story of the greatest Christmas gift ever – the arrival of a cat.

It started out as a morning like any other, but just a few hours later it would become a morning that forever changed the lives of me and my little brother, and our Mom and Dad.

Exactly 42 years ago this morning – on Friday December 23RD 1983 – me (age 16½) and my little brother (age 8½) looked out our living room window at the snow and the ice on the ground of our backyard. It was a bitter cold morning in McLean Virginia 2 days before Christmas, and we were happy to be warm and comfortable inside.

But there was a creature stirring outside that was not warm and comfortable. It was a lonely young cat with no tail that was wandering around aimlessly on our ice-covered backyard patio deck, and it was shivering in misery. Me and my brother decided rather quickly that it did not belong in the harsh elements of the outside at that moment, so we opened the door and she walked right in to our more sheltered screened-in ‘Florida Room’.

We gave her some milk to drink. She loved us for it. We gave her some love. We heard a strange sound coming from her that we hadn’t heard before. It was the friendly and inviting sound of her purring. We let her in to our warm and comfortable home. She never looked back. In fact she refused to leave after that. We pretty much named her ‘Fluffy’ that day, and she instantly became an important part of our family – the missing link if you will.

That’s a young me in 1985 holding a young Fluffy. I was about 60 pounds lighter than I am today.

She was the 5TH member of our family, and she was the start of nearly 30 years of felines in our family. Fluffy loved us all, but she clearly adored me the most. During her younger years she anxiously awaited me to open the basement / laundry room door for her first thing in the morning so that she could run (and beat me) to my bedroom upstairs for a long round of petting and purring. During her later years in Jacksonville Florida when she was slowly dying she literally came back to life over and over again and jumped and loved on me and ran upstairs to my parents’ guest room whenever I arrived for a short visit. She lived a long, happy, and healthy life (until April of 2001), and she provided lots of love to our family starting with that very first Christmas of 1983.

There have been other cats and dogs within our family over the years since then. Fluffy eventually gained a feline roommate with Barney (also known as “the cat that never liked me”). After Fluffy’s death Barney eventually gained his own feline roommate with Pumpkin. Boots was my own loving cat and housemate for 12½ years in Homestead Florida until his (expected) death on May 17TH 2007. He was the coolest cat that ever lived.

But it all started with “Fluffy The Manx Cat”. She was the Matriarch of all of our family pets (to this day). She was the Queen of her castle. She was the stability of our family. She was our family’s common denominator. She was the center of attention. She was the most lovable cat that ever lived.

Fun Fact: This WordPress blog is a spinoff of my former hit music based massivesmash.com web site that I created in 1995. That web site grew out of a previous web site known as “MANx On The Net”. That first web site was a spinoff of “MANx Cat BBS” (1993-1997) – a dial-up bulletin board system run via MS-DOS typical of its time that was inspired by and named after Fluffy.

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