Monday February 8th 2016
After breakfast this morning, I set out for the gulf coast of Florida. My rough destination was the sponge docks of Tarpon Springs. I’ve been there before and wanted to see if it was anything like I remembered.
Getting there proved to be a bit of an adventure. The highway part of the trip was fine but once I reached Tampa progress slowed to a crawl. This area of Florida seems to have cornered the market on traffic lights. Between the mid day traffic and an over abundance of red signals, it was very slow going. I finally made it to the gulf coast and worked my way north to Tarpon Springs.
The sponge dock area of the city turned out to live down to my expectations. I remembered it as a small area with lots of shops and restaurants. What I found was a narrow road with side walks full of people on both sides of the road. Parking was three dollars for the day. I’m not sure if it was the aggravating drive getting there or just me being overly frugal, but I didn’t park and walk around. Instead I took a couple of photos from the car and continued on. Tarpon Springs was to much of a tourist trap for my tastes.

Tarpon Springs Sponge Docks
The boats are tied up parallel to the road. You can book sight seeing, dolphin watch and fishing trips on many of the boats. In front of the boats are shops and kiosks. One kiosk selling sponges had an ATM right beside the buckets of sponges. I’m guessing you might need it to afford some of them.

Kiosk selling Sponges – Note the ATM
After my brief trip through the Tarpon Springs dock area, I continued north on US19 a few miles. I had looked into staying at a couple of RV parks in this area. I’m glad I was unsuccessful. This area is to built-up with strip malls and congested. I returned east on route 50 to Clearmont an on down US27 back to the RV park. The route 50 area is back to more natural Florida scenery.







On the way back to car I may have seen a feral pig. Some distance down the trail behind me, what I though was a fat brown dog crossed the trail quickly. I turned around to get a brief look at the animal. When I was reading the tail guide later, it indicated that feral pigs were common in the area. So maybe.




