Friday, November 6, 2009
Painting at Camp Helen.
Went painting again with Martin. We ended up at Camp Helen, located on the Gulf Coast at the west end of Panama City Beach. Beautiful little state park, followed by a 16 mile forced march through soft sugar white sand up and down dunes that reached heights of 300 ft( ok maybe 30 ft). After all that marching we were still maybe half way to the water. At this point I faked a cramp (something I learned from my girlfriend Carrie) and told Martin I wouldn't be able to go any farther. He grumbled a few words as I caught him thanking God. He then removed a flowered sun dress from his bag. A tradition we have had since the early days of painting. Whoever whines has to wear the dress.. My turn,,,sigh. Had a great time painting and finished the day off with a stop at Five Guys Burgers at Pier Park.