That’s where I was at this morning- a quarter of the way from the Georgia border to Key West. The trip is ending way too fast.
I rolled through Daytona Beach yesterday.
Last night my friend Scott drove up and met me in New Smyrna Beach, where I spent the night.
We had a great dinner at a place called Blackbeard’s Inn. I ate a huge prime rib, which was very tasty. Scott and I spent a couple of hours filling in the gaps of our decade plus long friendship on the Internet.
Today the highlight was a sign.
After I passed it I rode for what seemed like hours through scrub and swamp, until I came to a gate where I was politely told I couldn’t go any further- that the road across the facility was closed to the public. So I rode over to the mainland and stopped in Titusville for the night. I’ll enter the space center from the south side early tomorrow morning and take a look around.
Tomorrow night’s destination is Melbourne, where I’ll get together with my nephew Jack. It should be an interesting day.