Monday, December 27, 2010

Florida's Jonathan Dickinson State Park ... close but off the tourist-beaten trail

Loxahatchee Queen II

Jonathan Dickinson State Park
16450 SE Federal Hwy
Hobe Sound, Florida 33445
Cabin Reservations: 561-746-1466 or through
Open 365 days a year 8 a.m. to sunset
Camping and more

By Jane Feehan

Jonathan Dickinson State Park, just south of Stuart, sits along the Loxahatchee River, Florida’s first federally designated Wild and Scenic River. There’s much more to do than I can mention here, but in short, it’s a bit of natural Florida, a peaceful alternative to the Florida most come to know. The 11,500-acre park is named for a Quaker merchant who shipwrecked nearby in 1696. The park is a mile or so from the Hobe Sound National Wildlife Refuge. A day trip could include both.  Below are some of the features, activities and accommodations. Day activity entrance fee and boat ramp fees.
  • Park size - 11, 500 acres
  • ADA compliant
  • Dock
  • Concession 
  • Picnic grounds with pavilions
  • RV accommodations, camp grounds (Pets OK for day areas)
  • Cabins that accommodate up to six – no pets allowed. Kitchen utensils but no bed and bath linens. For reservations call 561-746-1466. See pictures above.
  • Two-hour river tours via the boat, Loxahatchee Queen II
  • Canoeing and kayaking
  • Horseback riding trails
  • Equestrian camping                                    
  • Swimming
  • Hiking and bicycling on paved and unpaved trails
  • Nature programs and bird watching
 For much more information and online reservations, visit Jonathan Dickinson lies within 10 miles of beaches, shopping, restaurants and churches.

Tags: Florida camping, Florida rivers, Florida attractions, Florida RV, equestrian camping, Florida hiking, Loxahatchee River, Florida boat trips, Florida boating

1 comment:

Al Stacer said...

I remember camping at Jonathan Dickinson with the Boy Scouts in the '60's. Someone killed and skinned a six-foot diamondback rattler. Another boy had a large battery to which he attached wires and touched either end of the skeletal remains of the rattler, which writhed weirdly with each shock. I need to go back to create some less bizarre memories of the place. Hobe Sound was where my mother was born before the family moved to Lauderdale in the twenties. I'd like to see a little more of the town as well. Thanks for sharing the tidbits, Jane.