The campground is known as a retreat for working people from Miami a weekend hang out as well as a vacation spot and a location for winter homes. In summer Ohio Key is quite quiet by comparison.
The RVs remain while summer rolls on toward the Fall, and some few residents come and go. The store and Chevron gas station at the entrance are open and make a convenient place to buy a cold drink to take to the nearby beach at Veterans Park at the foot of the Seven Mile Bridge.
The fishing is said to be excellent here as it is anywhere in the Keys. But I am no fisherman.
The views are fine too, this one below taken from under the old Flagler Bridge.
Imagine this place packed with people having fun. I am horrible at being in a crowd. I'd rather be alone but I recognize I am a feeble human when it comes to socializing and I do my best when called upon by my socially adept wife.
I'd rather have a wolverine gnaw my arm off than live cheek by jowl with strangers.
Labor Day promises cooler weather eventually, in some distant future when the tents will fill and people will be around to pay attention to important signage.
There's my campsite, the one all by itself, in the middle of the bushes.
I missed my calling, I should have been a hermit.
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