Here's my pal, Denny ... Captain Dennis Voyles (Fishing Guide/Teacher) and his students preparing fish at their booth.
Denny has started the first ever FFA chapter at the tiny Cedar Key school and already, he and his students have captured a state championship.
This booth had some of the best fish I've ever eaten.
Honestly, it was as good as any I have ever had and fried fish is my favorite way to eat fish (sorry Tony Horton, I ain't giving that up).
ThunderDave's fish nugget plate.
This weekend, ThunderDave and Lightning were down to check on their house progress and to experience the Cedar Key Seafood Festival.
Dave in his element.
We gorged on fried fish mostly. The Cedar Key FFA students were pumping out perfectly fried fish nuggets and we were scarfing them down as soon as they came out of the hot oil.
The Cedar Key Seafood festival arts and crafts row.
Lots of goodies.
Some art. (True talent)
Some craft. (Nice, but anyone could do that)
Some other stuff. (How did that get in the show?)
... Just like any art show.
Cedar Key has several festivals throughout the year and they are always well done. You really can't go wrong visiting Cedar Key ... unless you hate saltwater, salt air, great food, fantastic fishing, beautiful scenery, wildlife, lovely sunsets, and nice people.
Thunder and Lightning soaking up the Cedar Key sun.
Festival planners dream of weather like we had yesterday and ... it seems, today.
Clear, cool, sunny ... perfect event weather.
The festival was a blast.
(If you are new to PF, Dave was my college roomie at UWF)
The log walls of their home are going up and it was pretty exciting to walk around the shell of their future home after an excellent day at Cedar Key.
After a day of walking through the art and craft displays, eating Cedar Key seafood, and climbing all over the homesite, we headed to PFHQ to make "Jerk Chicken Chili".
Friday, I rode Raptor Red (Kawa Vulcan 500cc) into work for the first time and it was Suwweeeeet!
It was about 50 degrees on the way in, but my old park service vest with an outer jacket and my gloves kept me comfy.
Today was warmer and while taking Emma for a ride, a bald eagle swooped out of a pine and drifted about 15 feet above our head.
He repeated that on the way back ... I think there must have been a deer or hog carcass nearby.
Sweet to the tenth power.