Day 13: September 6, 2001
Bye, Bye, Florida

This is the Port Orange sugar mill about which Granny was led to believe "No record is to be had". We now know she was misled in that regard since a fair amount of history is known about the mill. It was established around 1830, partially destroyed in the 1836 Seminole War, turned a profit in the 1840s, than fell into disuse after the Civil War. What Granny describes was about ninety years old and it is nearly twice that old today. There is nothing to be seen of the wood that was "pretty well rotted" in 1920 but the kettles and many other metal parts remain. Granny thought it strange to see the iron in such good condition in 1920 and it is certainly no less strange to see it at approximately 170 years of age. The area around the mill ruins has been used in a variety of ways before the current Sugar Mill Botanical Gardens. On the day we visited, members of this completely volunteer organization were meeting to plan projects for the garden and Diane, one of the members, was kind enough to chat with us before the meeting got underway. This spot was one of the true highlights of the trip with a combination of early U.S. history, personal history, recent (1950s) history, and current activity. That current activity provides a truly beautiful setting for the various shreds of history.

Granny's Letters:

From Port Orange it was north through Ormond Beach and onto the expressway. Instead of retracing our arrival path, as they did in 1920, we followed I-95, I-10, & I-75 until we branched off toward Macon. In 1999, while on the Route 66 excursion, we spotted a large motor home with a Cadillac in tow that warranted a photograph. For those who find that combination too confining, here is an alternative.

Before our day ended, we traveled through these three Georgia towns.

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