ORLANDO

Moss Park

In spite of the wifi allowing us to catch up on the blog, Linda was itching to get out of Sanlan RV & Golf Resort. We had two days to wait before we saw Ron and Shirley, Carole's brother and his wife. Ron didn't want to miss the flat track motorcycle races at Daytona. We totally understood. Since we couldn't get any additional nights at the state park near Leesburg, Linda got on rvparkreviews.com and looked for a nice place to stay. We never intended to go anywhere near Orlando but two public parks there got high ratings. She chose the one that reviewers described as 'wooded' and called. Imagine our surprise to be told that the campground sits mostly empty during the week. 

They let us unhook and go look at the campground to choose our site. The first thing we see is an injured bird - so we thought.

Sandhill Crane with a bad leg. Uh oh, maybe we weren't going to like this place.

Photos on the wall of the entrance kiosk. Maybe we were going to like this park after all.

Photos taken by a former camp host. George Grant's Photos.

The campsite we chose after driving around the whole loop.

A very shiny Lazy Daze after a rain water wash.

The women's' restroom. This is one seriously clean campground. 

Before we could get completely settled, we had a visitor. 

When it didn't get fed, it slowly strolled off.

And came back.

A different one.

We stopped in the entrance kiosk one day. When we asked about the injured crane, the ranger told us they call it "Broken Leg" and it has been around for several years. We felt much better. She also told us she had heard that there were baby Sandhills. We drove around the loop looking for them. Only 5 other of the 54 sites were occupied.

Sandhill Cranes mate for life and both parents care for the chicks.

Sandhill Cranes weren't our only visitors.

Sunrise over the lake behind our campsite.

The Charles Hosmer Morse Museum of American Art

Carole doesn't like surprises but that has never stopped Linda from trying to surprise her - with something she'd like, of course. One of Carole's treasured possessions is a stained glass lampshade that belonged to her Aunt Victoria. We call it "The Tiffany". When Linda found that nearby Winter Park housed the museum with the largest collection of Louis Comfort Tiffany's work, she decided to surprise Carole. Linda failed to check the museum's policy about photography.

As you've seen over the years, almost all museums now allow photography. Many even allow flash. When we objected to the no photos policy, we were told there were photos on their website we could use. The policy was because of copyright issues, they said. Sadly, the photos on their website are so low resolution they're practically unusable. 

The museum was otherwise excellent. Each room had a basket of pamphlets listing the objects in that room and giving a description of it. In addition to the many Tiffany items, the Tiffany Chapel he designed for the 1893 World's Columbian Exposition was reconstructed here as were parts of his mansion, Laurelton Hall. There were several other marvelous exhibits of other works of art. Look at their website, Morse Museum. They have some excellent collections and tell a great deal about the life of Louis Comfort Tiffany.

Back to Moss Park

We walked down to the dock to see the lake. 

Picnic shelter with view of dock.

Moss Park is between Lake Hart and Lake Mary Jane. We thought we might go to the other side of the park and see the sunset.