Just before my big Saturday blowout, my younger brother, David, and I were finishing up lunch after another fun day in Palatka on the St. Johns. He seemed to be amused at my inability to figure out my new camera. This is the first picture I took that came out focused.
It was the last laugh we had on Saturday. He headed home to Orlando and I headed north to Neptune Beach. About halfway between SR16 and 210, I experienced a blowout on the trailer. Oh no! I didn't have the right jack and being on I95 changing a tire was a very scary thing. But I did it. Nobody stopped to helped much less slow down as they passed by. After 30 minutes of hell, I was on my way feeling good again. A new jack and tire are on my to-do list.