Ten years ago John and I spent a glorious week in a laidback fishing village nestled along highway 98 on Florida’s panhandle. At that time the only place to shop was a small convenience store – box stores and large grocery stores were non-existent. Carrabelle worked hard to remain a little known utopia for boaters and fishermen.
Early April, John and I took a trip down memory lane and we are happy to see that Carrabelle is still a picturesque laidback fishing village and their tiny ‘Police Station’ continues to stand watch.
These days there is a second beachfront campground, plus the beautiful one we stayed at has expanded. It ‘s enlightening to find that there are still parts of this world that have managed to resist change to maintain their community image.
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