Monday, March 12, 2012

FTJ, Entry 138: Parade Pics, as Promised

For the millions (HAHAHA) awaiting photos of the Camp Gordon Johnston parade, I am posting as promised. I KNOW you are anxious to see them.... ;-)

We lucked out with the weather: It was breezy, but bright and sunny and 75 degrees. The streets of the bustling metropolis of Carrabelle were lined with happy parade-loving people. 

We lined up on the street behind Main Street and waited for the cue.

Lining up for the start.
Ruth and Carl did a great job putting this all together. Beau helped a bit as well. Too bad the banner emphasizes Budweiser rather than Carrabelle Beach RV Resort.
 

LOVED the Carrabelle Riverfront Festival pirate ship float -- Pirates of the Carrabellean. Check out the cannons and the laundry basket crow's nest. Wonderful!

Great costumes, too.

This parrot did a cute trick where you shoot it and say "bang" and it plays dead. Hysterical.
And here is the Crooked River Lighthouse. For those who have not heard of the lighthouse, it was built in 1895 and for 117 years has stood as a beacon to guide ships, fishermen, and oyster men through the treacherous pass between Dog and St. George Islands. (I don't think this little replica is as old, though.)
And we are off.
We rode the float and tossed beads to the supportive onlookers on the street. A few ladies lifted their shirts for beads. More than a few men did, too. Bead whores come in both sexes, apparently.


Beau and I sat on the other side of the float. See him in the hat?

After the parade, we had a tour of the New Orleans, a landing craft anchored in Carrabelle before heading to Kuwait.



Waiting to board the New Orleans.

This young man served in Afghanistan, I believe. I know he said he had experienced 23 IED attacks. We thanked all these brave soldiers for their service.
After the tour, we enjoyed the free spaghetti and meatball lunch provided by the town, and departed for home. Beau and I rode behind Dan and the golfcart just in case of a mishap on the way back.

Wasn't this an incredibly exciting day?


Tanks, Panky

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