St. Marks: Where Good Things Come in Small Packages

The sun is barely up in St. Marks, Florida, as the town gently wakes to the rhythms of the day. Boaters cruise slowly toward the confluence of the St. Marks and Wakulla Rivers, on their way to Apalachee Bay and the Gulf of Mexico. Cyclists clad in crayon-bright gear pedal onto the shady, 16-mile stretch …

Shell Island Fish Camp in St. Marks: Not Just for Fishermen

For me, fishing is mainly an excuse to be around boats and water. Catching something is almost irrelevant. Nevertheless, I love staying at Shell Island Fish Camp when I visit St. Marks. You can’t beat toddling down to the marina’s store for a cup of coffee and enjoying it on the docks as the sun …