Ochlockonee Bay

Hubby had worked for 24 hours and needed to sleep, so little man and I got on Bug and headed out. Little man has yet learned the meaning of being quiet and I thought it would be easier on both hubby and little man if we left the house. Another great aspect is I would get to go for a ride again. I took him to what he calls MixDonalds for a Happy Meal. We enjoyed our meals and headed out. I had not actually decided where I was going when I left home, but by the end of the meal I knew where I wanted to go.

I decided to head to the bridge that spans Ochlockonee Bay, because I wanted one of those cool photos that is taken from the highest part of the bridge. Unfortunately, only in an emergency are you allowed to stop on the bridge. So I drove over to the other side where they have a small parking lot and a place to back your boat into the water. I stood on the shore and got a pic of the cool bridge.

Little man had decided to bring Blankie Blanks with him on the journey. The blanket was his dad's when he was a baby. (That blanket is over 30 yrs. old.) He is slowly needing less and less...mostly for sleeping, but when Dada works late and he doesn't get to see him he clings to Blankie Blanks a little more. (Little man is definitely a Daddy's boy.) The blanket rides in the saddle bag until we stop. He takes it out and they are inseparable until time to go home. He has loved holes big enough that he can wear it as a robe now.

Since I forgot to bring little man's hat we went under the bridge to play for a little bit. I noticed that someone had left a rocking chair underneath. I guess it makes fishing under the bridge much more comfortable. I didn't sit in for fear of breaking it...it wasn't in the best of shape. I also saw a crab go into a hole next to the chair, but was too far away and not quick enough to catch it with the camera.....ahh maybe next time.

I thought being under the bridge when the cars came across would be noisy, but it was actually relatively quiet and the cars made the neatest sound when they drove over. I sat on the rocks while little man played at the edge of the water...mostly throwing sticks and small rocks in the water. He also found a couple of rocks that had clam shells attached and also threw those in. We played with the camera taking pictures and recording little man chattering at me. I would then replay the video back to him and he would say "He is talking to me." He is still at the age that although he recognize it as him; he still thinks that it is a separate person. We pretended to be riding a train back home and then after an hour of play decided to head home for real. We made it home just in time for little man's nap time. It was a nice trip and I enjoyed riding Bug and the time spent with little man. When Dada woke up that late afternoon little man told Dada all about his trip with a big grin across his face. Maybe next time Dada will be able to join us while we play under the bridge. ;P