Hahahaha! The fun never stops, eh?! (Definitively NOT a Cannuck, smartasses!).
We were down there Easter weekend this year and had gone to Destin for some viddles. We pull back into Vortex around 11PM and find a car smashed all to hell and back in the ditch on the right, facing the main road. Talked to...well, I forget who we talked too, I think it was the granddaughter, the next morning and surprisesurprise, more drunken idiots!
Easter weekend in '06 we were on our way back from PCB, maybe a mile or so from Vortex, and 2 police cars come screaming by us. We all said outloud "please don't be Vortex, please don't be Vortex" as we had a couple of run-in's with the ever present mullet brigade. Naturally, into Vortex they turn. We expected our campsights to be trashed all to hell and back, and the remainder of our group to by lying around half dead. Fortunately, that was not the case. From what I can recall, a group of underage locals staying in the building on the far end of the property (9 o'clock from the rope swing/zip line) had been drinking something fierce. Some guy was flirting w/ someone's girlfriend and got whacked upside the head with a bottle. I think the girl also took a punch or two as well. Good ole' N. Florida domestic disputes!