Still in Tates Hell, near the end of our day as the sun was setting. Later we went to the Dwarf Cypress Boardwalk and listened to the chorus of frogs beneath a star filled sky.
We did a run up to Eastpoint and Captain Snooks for another fine meal, returning later to see if any stars had fallen. The frogs were quiet but the owls hoo hooed.
My last night in Carrabelle 2011.