Rockcrusher Canyon RV Resort was inland from Crystal River, so the beach required a short drive. Loren and Sharon joined us as we explored Cedar Key. It was a small town that was quaint despite showing its age. Early manufacturing activities had been replaced with tourism and artist collectives.
Bad timing can make getting your boat back to the dock a bit tricky. This guy churned up a lot of mud before he finally got out and just pulled his boat in.
Sometimes you just need to get away from the world for lunch - we found exactly the right place on Cedar Key.
Lunch was served above the Black Dog Bar. Since it was closed, we don't know where the local folks were going for their daycare.
There seemed to be a big business in boat tours of the many small islands in the area. Apparently, there was a lighthouse on Seahorse key that could only be seen by boat. The whole area was a maze of small islands or keys with names like Rattlesnake key, Deadman's key, Grassy key and Dog island to give it a nice pirate flair.
I cannot say the beaches were very appealing. I bet some inattentive parents were happy to have these muddy feet jump into the car.
Cedar Key had its own Historical Museum where we learned about the earliest settlement efforts. There was a railroad line to Cedar Key, the first to cross the state, to support the various manufacturing operations. Sawmills were established for both the Faber and Eagle Pencil Companies. The extremely straight, close grain of the cedar tree was ideal for pencils. At one time Loren worked for Faber, so he and the museum docent had a lot to talk about.
Most of us (over 60) will remember having an old whisk broom around growing up. Likely, it was made in Cedar Key.
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