After leaving Carrabelle, we pretty much decided to stay on 98 all the way around the bend from the panhandle and well into the peninsula of Florida. The road does stray from the coast so there wasn’t much to see except the joyous reality of a smooth, wide road virtually free of all traffic. Hwy 98 has to be one of the least stressful and most enjoyable stretches of roadway we’ve had the RV on to date. We only really deviated once to take a road that was closer on the map to the coastline. It brought us to one memorable spot: Keaton Beach.
The image on our homepage was taken at Keaton Beach. It looks to be a very small community of homes centered around fishing and vacation. It is quiet, very low key and believe it or not they even have a couple of RV campgrounds at Keaton Beach! We did not stay there because we needed to make some more miles, but once again…it is a place we’d like to return.
Discovering this quaint, gorgeous little place is one of, if not the main reason we wanted the RV that we chose. We love to find places like this that are only possible in a somewhat normal sized vehicle. And there is something about this place in particular that filled me with peace and tranquility. It’s hard to describe but it really felt like I was at a small fishing village that I have only found in novels.
After a refreshing walk around the pier and a lovely lunch in our RV staring out the door at the marsh and sea beyond, we ventured on south to Yankeetown where we found an RV park. There is nothing much to say about it except don’t go there. Ever. Find anywhere else to stay…like a Wal-Mart parking lot.
