Another lovely day on the Gulf Coast. Here are just a few pictures to document things. Mr. Brown is pulling in a crevalle jack with his brother:
We bought our wedding rings from Mr. Brown. He’s a terrific man and has a great family. And I’m not just saying that because he’s letting us visit his condo, either.
We took a trip off the condo’s private pier and drove down the street to the state pier. It is very long, almost three-tenths of a mile, and costs $2 to walk. It is not unlike walking through a county fair held in the parking lot of a Walmart sale next door to an Alabama football game. Interesting people watching and too many hooks flying through the air.
The pelicans hang out for any left overs:
Kids were reeling in bait fish to give to the pelicans, so that was fun:
I startled him off so everyone else could take in-flight pictures. I was just a tiny bit hasty with this one:
Not bad for phone pics, though.
Since we rode 60 miles yesterday and that was too far and too hot for my lovely bride, I suggested we take her ideas for future rides and reduce them by about 30 percent. So, today, we just biked into another state.
Don’t tell anyone, but we are staying just four miles from the line, so it isn’t the most impressive feat you could imagine. Hence my expression, I guess. (Incidentally, a friend of ours got engaged just a few hundred yards from this sign a couple of years ago.) We pedaled on into Florida for a while and then turned back for the condo before we made it to the Atlantic ocean. People in Florida are about as observant of bikes as people anywhere else, but the accents might be a bit thicker.
I hit another round number on the odometer today. This is where I should have been to start June. Still behind, still catching up.
That’a 1,500 miles so far this year. Not bad. Not great, but not bad.
We had dinner tonight at a place called Cosmos. Jot that down and go there on your next visit. You might have a wait, but once you get beyond the it-is-fashionable-to-wait-despite-half-a-dozen-available-tables insult the food is worth it.
