Actually it looks rather tasty, south of the highway, thus on the quiet side when the prevailing southeast winds blow traffic noise to the north, and this lot has paved access at both ends. This could be my misanthrope's retreat, an oasis surrounded by impenetrable thickets. It will probably just end up as a commercial development as usual.
Johnson Road points straight due south across from Mangrove Mama's restaurant and ends in an RV campground. However it is not the Old State Highway 939 but it parallels that road which gives access to the KOA nearby.
This time of year the mangroves are flooded creating a scene all their own, neither land nor water.
It doesn't look terribly enticing for an overnight cookout even of the sign weren't posted...
And across Kemp Channel on Cudjoe Key, Fat Albert keeps watch on potential smugglers.
These are peaceful backwaters in the Keys, far from the crowds rushing around on Highway One a quarter of a mile away.
I was early on my way into town to meet my wife so I stopped for a few pictures and a breather.
I first noticed the flooded condition of the mangroves around here one night on a full moon recently when I took a short detour, as one does, on the ride home from work. I knew I needed to come back and check it out. So I did.
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