I’ll Suwannee

Land’s End, located at the southwest tip of England, is home of the famous First and Last House of England. It is the first house on the horizon (Land Ho, would be the shout from the crow’s nest) if you are returning from the sea or it is the last house that you see as you depart out into the Atlantic Ocean.  Land’s End is also a retail/mail order store that offers casual clothing.  The phrase “Land’s End” is also a metaphorical phrase for land does not actually cease to exist, as it is covered by the water. Land’s End is a good phrase, which stirs so many memories and emotions of facing the unknown, anticipation, adventure, and the life and death struggles that are part of ocean voyages and costal life. But it is an oft used phrase when trying to describe a place like no other that I have visited, I will start it this way…..

When you reach the end of the land that means anything, or at least to those of us who have made our way treading upon the soil, and you find places names such as Cat Island, Salt Creek, Bumble Bee or Double Barrel, you have found a unique place where the slow-flowing Suwannee River empties its dark waters into the Gulf of Mexico. Squeezed into the last little bit of land laying between the gulf and the river is the community of Suwannee Florida.  One of the few places that I know that has withstood the many influences that have overtaken the outside world, where folks talk mostly about fishing and crabbing, and fishing and crabbing, and fishing and crabbing, mixed in there is a steady conversation about the going and coming of the tides, smoked mullet and stories that start with “Remember the time…”. And of course conversations of the most important outside world influence, college football, with Florida Gators or the FSU Seminoles taking mainstage.  These conversations are carried on with such a contagious passion an outsider can momentarily forget the biting of the sand gnats while entertaining the idea, “I could live here.”

Bills Fish Camp, Suwannee Marina and Salt Creek Restaurant are the main commercial attractions, there is one little convince store and if you want anything else, even gas for your vehicle, you have to travel 30 miles back up the road to Old Town, Oh, and by the way the closest law is in Old Town, so folks generally respect their neighbors and mind their own business.

The rules,

“What happens in Suwannee stays in Suwannee.”

“Relax, go fishing and have a good time.”

I had a couple of days off so I made a quick trip with my brother-in-law to visit my cousin who has a place in Suwannee…..Yes, we had a good time….


Cat Island


South West corner of Cat Island….Suwannee’s Land’s End


Fisherman’s Prayer, Lord Bless this cast.


Suwannee’s preferred mode of transportation.


A 28 inch long Redfish, as she was over the slot limit we let her go back to the sea.


The allure of the enticing land of beyond.


I have lived my life observing the beautiful sunsets from the farm, but nothing can prepare a person for the first time they see the sun setting into the ocean on the grassy flats which surround Suwannee.


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