Bow and Arrow Campground - Yulee, FL

Arrived here yesterday afternoon and the temp was around 85 degrees -- sooo nice to reach this warm zone again.  The campground is nothing special like some of the others I stayed at last fall and winter here in Florida.  This is a step down and seems more like a bikers stronghold -- with a biker's bar in walking distance just up 17S.  There is mostly dirt and gravel here with some asphalt that has managed to survive over the many years this place must have been open.  Some rusted and old RVs look like they have been parked for at least 20 years and probably are not road worthy.

The office wasn't even open in the middle of the afternoon and another camper (who arrived just behind me) joined me in the search for the manager -- finally found him with some helpful direction from another camper way back in the farthest corner.  Steve is his name and he looks just like a twin to my cousin Gene Rogers.  He told us to just pick a spot and get set up and that the office would open again at 4:00 p.m.

Did that and paid for a month here.  Hope the fishing is better than this place is maintained.

Today, I stayed in most of the morning getting things sorted in the Jeep and switching from freshwater fishing gear to the saltwater variety.  I focused on getting Tiger and Molly comfortable before heading out to explore Amelia Island a little after noon.  I drove over to Amelia Island and went through Ferninanda Beach to the southern tip of the island where a small state park had a fishing pier and access to the beach.  For only $2, I parked and walked over and back on the fishing pier (the old bridge for the highway A1A).  Then, I walked east on the beach to a point where I could see the ocean meeting the river (the St. George river, I believe).

After the walk on the beach and hearing encouraging things about the fishing, I decided to head back to the parking lot to get my Jeep and drove onto the beach -- way easier than driving some of those roads in Colorado this past summer.  I fished for a couple hours but, only caught one Spot and a Horseshoe crab (never caught one of them before so, I asked the nearest fisherman if he had ever unhooked one before).  He hadn't but, we got the critter back in the water after cutting the hook -- and snagging my fingers a couple times with the hooks still on the line.

Looks like this man and his Jeep will be returning to that park and looking forward to catching some of the large Flounder I had been told about (5, 10 and 20 pounders).  Let's hope the talk is true.  That would be some tasty eating for me and the twins.