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Friday – November 6, 2020 – FDRSP to Tampa

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Sigh, it’s time to return to reality.  I restore the couch to its upright position and we make our last breakfast, wash the dishes, dry them and put them away.  The beds are all stripped and the linens safely stowed in the big laundry bag and we think we’ve followed all the directions for leaving the cabin as we found it.   There’s a dumpster on the way to the office and Ginger and I take care of the garbage and we all reconvene at the office to turn in the key and make a couple of comments, like the oddness with the microwave timer light and the roaches that appeared last night.  We take one last look at the beautiful view and then it really is time to head home.  Ginger will be going north to Marietta and we are heading south.  It's a little late;  but we finally get some color! He's a member of the CCC who built the original cabins at the park. Reminds me of the height signs at convenience stores, so they know  how tall the robbers were! Clear skies are a plus on a road trip

Thursday, November 5, 2020 - FDRSP, Warm Springs, Red Oak Covered Bridge

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This morning we’ll treat ourselves to another batch of scrambled eggs with as many veggies as we can use up, since we’ll be leaving tomorrow morning and we’re planning on having dinner out this evening.   Eventually we head out with a plan to explore the little towns near by, Pine Mountain and Warm Springs.  We decide that Warm Springs looks more promising and, indeed, there are lots of little shops to poke around in!  Marilyn visits the TI and meets Louise, who is 92 and shares lots of information, like the location of the Red Oak Covered Bridge, and a recommendation to visit the Switch and Grind Coffee Café. Our favorite shop, The Bluebird Cottage, has only locally produced items made from American components.  We chat a long time with the owners and each make more than one trip to the cash register, since everyone checks out everyone else’s purchases to see what we’ve missed! Most of us continue checking out the other shops;  but none compare to our favorite, and soon our tummies su