If you come to Carrabelle with a diesel pusher, be prepared as this place is very tight and there won’t be anyone from the park to help you get into your site.
Here we are with just enough room to fit our toad sideways on the entrance to our site. Our view? The backside of another coach. Surrounded by coaches actually. Packed in like sardines.
Lorraine seemed to think that Carrabelle Beach RV Resort was a Class A park.
Trailers, fifth wheels, Super Cs and a few Class A coaches. Nice place even if the sites are on the narrow side. Clean and well kept.
The main attraction of Carrabelle is the beach. It is a beautiful stretch of water, if you like that kind of thing, just across the street from the resort. This picture shows where we entered the beach. You can hardly make out the water for the sky as it was a very calm evening.
Please do not judge us too harshly. Our dog has never seen a beach before. We live in Canada. In the snow and ice. There are no beaches in Canada. Lots of snow though. And, to Tabby, the sand looked like snow. Did not taste like snow, as she later found out.
The beachfront is certainly stunning and I’m glad we pulled in early enough to see it.
Here is a short video of our trip out to Carrabelle. Tomorrow we make our way to Heritage Motorcoach Resort in Alabama. We get to stay there for a couple of days before continuing on to the great state of Texas.