|Along the way. Tropical Storm Emily dumped a LOT of water around here.|
Lorida was first named Istokpoga, a Seminole name, but it was afterwards changed because the U.S. postal authorities refused to accept that name, there being another post office in the state with a similar name. It was then named after an abbreviated form of Florida.
A post office was established under the name Istokpoga in 1924, and the name was changed to Lorida in 1937.
Yes, that makes sense. Don't call it Istokpoga because it sounds like a post office nearby but call it Lorida. Why not just call it Florida, Florida? I have no idea. But I had to find out, that seemed crazy.
And that's why there is Google! A story about Lorida gives a lot better explanation. First it was called the Cow House Settlement. Then it was called Sunnyside. And then...
"By 1930 a train station had been established in the town as part of the Seaboard Air Line Railroad. The station bore the name “Lake Istokpoga.” To make things more confusing a station was established on the west side of the lake called “Istokpoga,” as part of the Atlantic Coast Line!
To distinguish between the two, they began to refer to them as “North Lake” and “South Lake” stations. However, it didn’t help much. Mail and other goods (which were brought in by train) kept ending up in the wrong place! The station (and community) needed a new name.
|I don't know if this is really old or just looks that way but I like this wall mural.|
With this as her inspiration, she opined that the town should be renamed Lorida (which is Florida, minus the “F”). Her suggestion was well received. The rail station took her cue and the postal service followed suit, officially changing its name in 1937."
From Lorida, Florida: Origins of a Cracker Town
Now you know the rest of the story. And so do I.
|Sorry, I don't know who to credit for this photo, but |
except for being a bit more beat up,
that's pretty much what the sign looks like now.
We went to plant a couple of new plants, a pineapple and a dragon fruit cactus. He heads up there every couple of weeks or so to plant something new and see how the rain is taking care of whatever is in the ground already. Keeping the place mowed down in 100 degree weather can be challenging, but worthwhile, so that's what he does. This would be a quick trip, it was hot. Really hot.
|I planted the pineapple. Grow, pineapple! Be happy!|
It was too hot to do much more, so we headed to the lake.
|This is a pretty well known bass lake and very pretty too.|
|We could hear the rumble before we saw the airboat.|
|With a friendly wave, he went on his way.|
|Just in case you want to practice saying Lake Istokpoga|
On the way down the long drive, we saw two deer, but I wasn't fast enough with my camera. After that I kept it in my lap, ready.
|There is a cool mini farm just getting started nearby. This is their dragon fruit section|
|I didn't know that's how they grow.|
|There are a few of these spaceship homes around Florida...here's one of them!|
Of course there has to be a local country store in the mix and there is, the aptly named Cracker Trail Country Store. A little of this, a little of that and you can get your deer and/or boar dressed out while you sit on the porch, sipping your sarsaparilla. I just made that up. About the sarsaparilla.
And then it was time to head back to the city. After picking up some smoked fish dip, smoked chicken salad and Royal Red Shrimp from the fish dip guy. He makes hot sauce too. And if you order clams or salmon, he's your guy around those parts. Captain Rusty's is the name, in case you're passing through. It's worth a stop and he'll throw in some crackers because waiting to taste the dip and salad is pretty much impossible.
|So long cows!|