It’s strawberry time in Plant City
There's still roughly a month until the Plant City Strawberry Festival opens in that berry-fixated agricultural hub between Lakeland and Tampa. But it's not too early to satisfy the craving...
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Quiet Cocoa Village to party soon
It was typically quiet on my visit last week to Cocoa Village, a quaint district of antiques shops and eateries in Brevard County, but expect the place to be more...
Birders ready to flock to Titusville
When it comes to bird-watching, or sighting other critters in the wild, I'm often reduced to acting like that annoying guy in the movie theater who doesn't understand what just...
Kumquats are king in Dade City
About 20 years ago Orlando had its own much-beloved kumquat celebration. The Queen Kumquat Sashay, brainchild of then-Orlando Sentinel columnist Bob Morris, was a spoof on traditional holiday pageantry that...
2013: Point me in right direction
On the road in 2012, I ate gator jerky but somehow never made it to Gatorland. That's going to change in 2013, which I now proclaim as the year that...
Different ways to dive into history
It's interesting to look at history, but it's even better to be immersed in it. This week's road trip will offer options for both experiences, starting with a random thought...
Take a literary trip in Micanopy
A bookstore is always a welcome stop on a weekend road trip. Yeah, Amazon is efficient, but online browsing is woefully lacking in aesthetic pleasures compared with the experience at...
Holiday traditions can be found on the farms, on the ice
Some holiday traditions endure and others, well, they just don't have what it takes. In the latter category, this is the year that I finally abandon my dream of a...
Holidays light up Florida waters
A white Christmas isn't in the Florida forecast, but the Sunshine State does offer its own twist on holiday traditions. With hundreds of miles of ocean coastline and riverfront shores,...
Gator jerky: A roadside delicacy?
Despite the formidable pile of debris on my desk, the back seat of my car and in other quasi-public areas, I'm actually a closet germaphobe disguised as a carefree dude....