The town itself is a throwback to simpler times. The IGA is straight from the 50’s, and you don’t need to worry about traffic on Main Street. Sometimes it seemed like the dogs ran the town. The mutts were friendly, and let us know that leash laws are for Yankees. The town has a recording studio and it was apparent that music is a big part of local life. We attended two concerts at Posh Java, a fair trade coffee house. One night a couple of musicians visited us at our campsite, played some music, and invited us to a concert. We were made to feel welcome. You can keep Tampa, we’ll take Sopchoppy.
The activity is known by several different names and the apparatus and techniques vary significantly. "Worm grunting" generally refers to the use of a "stob", a wooden stake that is driven into the ground, and a "rooping iron" which is used to rub the stob. "Worm fiddling" also uses a wooden stake but utilises a dulled saw which is dragged along its top.
Techniques vary from sprinkling the turf with water, tea and beer to acupuncture, music or just "twanging" with a garden fork. (source: Wikipedia). If you want to seen some actual Worm Gruntin’, just Google YouTube Worm Gruntin’ for some real action.
The last day of the trip was spent in salt marshes looking for ‘gators, and many were seen. The tide made all of the difference in the ease of paddling. Going out, the group floated obliviously over the oyster beds, but heading back to the car the tide was going out and the oyster beds were exposed. The BP gulf oil spill hasn’t seemed to have endangered these oysters as they were everywhere, and their shells are razor sharp. Cut yourself on one of these bad boys and you may be in for a long and serious infection. But the worst that happened to us was some shredded plastic on the hulls. This is no place for fiberglass, Kevlar or wooden boats.