Christmas morning I drove to Green Swamp after getting lost and loosing a lot of time. Finding the right road in South Florida is like trying to find the correct strand of grass in a hay pile. I checked in with Bulletproof, and she reminded me that it was Christmas, and people were waiting. So I didn't go any farther into the swamp but turned around and took 471 out of the swamp. As I was going down the hard top road, I smelled somthing. I immediately thought "Skunk" and then "Skunk Ape?" I made a U-turn and went back to the stink. There was a road that rogue four by four trucks had made, and I pulled in there. To Be Continued
Peter Nickerson Call me. 352-359-0850
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