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.