We are definitely heading north. Our last originally planned location is the famous Okefenokee Swamp. (Remember Pogo the possum and Albert the alligator from the Walt Kelly comic strip)? As we headed into Georgia, we saw many wood lots and huge trucks loaded with pulp-wood for the paper mills and rayon factory. Okefenokee was not as wild as we had expected. Steven Foster Park where we stayed seemed almost Disney-Land-like with rental boats with small motors, piloted by weekenders who had no boating skills or experience. When we went out in our kayaks, Tom was almost run down by a rented canoe that was weaving all over the narrow canal that connected to the larger "Billy's Lake" waterway. On this lake (that was no wider than a small river) we did see a few alligators basking in the sun. Later, Tom took a hike on the "Trembling Earth Nature Trail" (Okefenokee means Trembling Earth in Native American Language) and did get to see the shallow water swamp from the boardwalk.
On Saturday there was an exhibit of "Swampers' Chores" enacted by volunteers - some of whom were dressed in period costumes. Tom got to make dipped candles, watched a cross-cut saw in action, ate some freshly churned butter, saw spinning and basket weaving as well as lye-soap making.