Visit Steinhatchee, Florida
Originally posted in 2009 It was 5:15 p.m. on a humid afternoon. We emerged from traveling miles of sun-drenched north Florida roads. We finally reached town. We were weary, but determined as we went on a search for our reserved lodging. “Do you know where Steinhatchee Landing Resort is?” I queried a waitress at the Lynn-Rich Restaurant. “It’s…Oh, I don’t know how many miles. It’s just down the road on the right,” she replied in a slow drawl. The waitress' customers looked on as if this afternoon would last forever. They had no particular place to go as they looked at me as if I had lost my mind. They were probably correct in their assumption. I was on a mission to find our room for the night. We were definitely worlds apart. “I’m on the right path,” I announced to my traveling posse as they shot me back with skeptical looks. I hurried back to the car, slammed the door shut, put the pedal to the floor mat (or close to it) and got back on Highway 51 north. We arrived at ...