After a while, you just have to get out. That’s what we did! A week ago the Geezer, Mrs. G, and me crawled into the car and headed out. We went to the site of the Geezer’s latest book, “The Grave with Greener Grass.” It certainly put us in a position to observe social distancing and isolation. Kenansville and Lake Marian are in south-central Florida. They are in an area that has escaped the growth much of the state sees. In other words, it hasn’t been spoiled…yet. Geezer said he hadn’t visited the area he used to fish, for thirty years. He was ecstatic observing how little it had changed! As he remarked, “It is wonderful to see there are still places God and nature created that man hasn’t screwed (My word, not his) up.”
The trip was not without its problems. Mrs. G and the Geezer aren’t short-sighted. They realized the need to minimize potty stops. Food and drink intake was severely limited before and during the eight hour trip. Nature doesn’t relent. When you got to go, you got to go. Face masks, gloves, aerosols, none of them leave you with complete peace of mind at the gas station, etc. that becomes a pee stop. Finding open businesses, ones that looked less likely to be infected, and that had facilities available for use, just weren’t plentiful.
Lake Marion’s shoreline is 95% the way nature made it. Gators, snakes, turtles, frogs, otters, herons, cranes, ducks, and other wildlife are the only over population to which its waters are subjected. It is “old school.” Oh yes, there are plenty of bass, specs, and bream swimming around. You can truly “isolate” here.
We visited what would equate to the setting of the main character’s ranch gate in “The Grave with Greener Grass.” The Geezer’s (DL Havlin) novel is the first in a planned six book series featuring redneck light hero, Sly Harrell. A former operative for the DOJ and a defense firm employee where he did industrial espionage, Sly owns the ranch and runs a business the specializes in “finding things.” (Hence “The Finder” series) This is what its entrance looked like.
The trip went well, and my humans began feeling adventurous. They decided to take the unmitigated risk of eating at an actual restaurant! (TIC) They stopped in the wonderful little town of Frostproof. The old main street is a photographer’s delight…it is like stepping through a time portal into the 1930’s. Located on “the scenic highway” in that quaint little city is the Egg Works, a place the Geezer loves to eat lunches and breakfasts. It was opened…he couldn’t resist the stop…and Mrs. G had to go. Try the Philly Cheese Steak! It is outstanding.
“The Grave with Greener Grass” is hot off the Geezer’s keyboard and was just turned over to his literary agent in the last two weeks. It’s a mystery/suspense novel with a lot to please reader’s who like to think. I’ll let you all know who the publisher will be and when it will be available. That is as soon as I know! WOOF! WOOF!