A Fond Farewell To Florida

After my first night of camping and some time alone in nature, I was itching to get a few more miles under me. It wasn’t long before I made my way to the Dixie Highway, US 1. It was a beautiful thing to first set my eyes on the Atlantic Ocean, and even more beautiful to cross over to the A1A and ride along the east coast beaches up to St. Augustine.

Of course, to get onto the barrier islands requires passage over some fairly high bridges, where winds whip harder and gusts really get going. Although the removal of the motorcycle cover from my baggage lessened it’s effectiveness as a sail, I could…