We are on the third day of our annual westward migration. Last night we camped in a state park on Mobile Bay. Right next to our campsite was this sign:
The quality is not great, but it was foggy. We didn’t see any actual alligators, which was OK with me.
The night before, we camped just north of Atlanta, where we had the campground all to ourselves.
And as we head on west, here’s Mobile in the fog: