Day 3-4 Tallahassee, Florida   1 comment

First day of travel was a little challenging. We first received a call from the tailgunners that one guest lost an oil cap, another had to find a dealership to check a leak. Then another call to say the dealer didn’t have an oil cap so Plan B was for our WONDERFUL tailgunner, Jim, to rig something up for him. MEANWHILE Bill and I reached the RV Park only to find that we were locked inside our rig! You can only laugh at this point! Long story short, our deadbolt broke. So, here is Bill

Climbing “out” to work on the lock from the outside, since it couldn’t be fixed from the inside.

We began our tour day with a first class motor coach ride. I should have taken a picture. It was a BEAUTIFUL coach! Kenny our driver was great. Beth, our guide, filled our heads with all the history of Tallahassee, as well as directing poor Kenny through some tight streets.

The Knott house was built in 1843, probably by George Proctor, a free black builder. Attorney Thomas Hagner and his bride Catherine Gamble became the home’s first residents. In 1928, the Knott family acquired the house and added the large columns in front as well as other renovations. They lived there until 1985.

Can’t do Florida without stopping at the State Capitol Building. We toured the “Historical Capitol Building and Museum.”

In 1902, the Governor’s office was newly furnished and was the finest and most expensive in the Capitol.

Check out the unique “revolving” bookcase in the back corner.

In 1902, many “secretaries” were men. The Governor’s personal secretary’s duties included taking care of routine correspondence and requests as well as receiving visitors. Below is his office.

During the 19th century, 2 governors died in office. Governor John Milton was quoted as saying “death would be preferable to reunion” in the closing days of the Civil War. On April 1, 1865, he shot and killed himself. In 1874, Governor Ossian Hart died of pneumonia following a lengthy illness brought on by the physical stress of campaigning for office.

Two 20th century governors died while in office of a heart attack.

Bill and I decided to give it a try and act like “the Gov.”

Before leaving, we were able to everyone to “sit” still for a group photo.

Last stop was the Florida History Museum.

What was of particular interest was this ceramic bottle that was buried in the sea for many years. It is still sealed and has never been opened, so they don’t know what’s in it!

The Tin Can Camper, built on an original 1923 Ford Model Truck chassis. They were called the tin campers because they camped by night, eating store bought food along the way; food from metal cans.

We sure have come a long way!

After our day of touring, Bill and I jumped in the car and drove out to see “Bradley’s 1927 Country Store.” It stands today as it did in 1927, run by 3rd and 4th generation Bradleys.

They ship their product all over. Their trade, plain and simple, is selling the best, old fashioned, country smoked and fresh sausage. We had lunch on the front porch and enjoyed conversation with Earl Williams, who has a company that produces rocking chairs, which happened to be the rockers we were enjoying our lunch on, picnic tables, chairs, bat houses, and carpenter bee traps.

He gave us one of his carpenter bee creations. Such a nice man.

He also makes cedar bat houses, so that will be my first order from him.

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Posted March 1, 2016 by carolnbill in Travel

One response to “Day 3-4 Tallahassee, Florida

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  1. Love your post. We really liked Southern Exposure. Tell Mike and Sylvia hi for us.

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