Today was Farmer’s market day so I left Cam and Kirk behind and headed to town. There was fresh squeezed grapefruit juice, dried fruits and nuts, all kinds of canned salsas, relishes, eggs, homemade sausages, etc. Surprisingly no junk. I bought dried mangos and homemade pecan tarts, and a smoked Northern pike cheeseball from an enterprising Minnesotan. Yes, you read it right. Recipe included lemon juice, cherry peppers, onion, parsley, horseradish, liquid smoke, pecans, cream cheese and smoked pike. Very good, particularly with a Mojito! (Time to expand the produce line cousin Barry.) He said he spears the big ones in Minnesota. He was very particular about how that cheeseball was going to travel back to my refrigerator and even packed it in ice for me. We have found Minnesotans to be quite like Prudens, you notice them in the campground because they sit around in large groups and they are always cooking something and inviting you over to try it and to have a drink.
Pretty uneventful day otherwise, walks in the ocean with Kirk, Cam riding his Lyric runner, and laying in the sun with a breeze took the rest of the day. The beach had a a wonderful atmosphere with a lot of families having weekend fun with large drum barbecues and stirring huge pots of something, everybody piled into half tons throbbing out a tune with fishing gear, beach chairs, umbrellas, etc precariously balanced. It reminds me of my youth headed for the rodeo (or a current outing with the Provens). Tomorrow we leave for Goose Island State Park near Rockport, Tx.
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