Left the motel and headed for old town Savannah. It was spared during the civil war by the north when the wealthy residents paid off the union soldiers. Very pretty oaks and magnolia blossoms, went down to river street. Two hundred year old cobble stones placed by farsighted drunk workers. Honda riders found the vibration scary and annoying. Harley riders didn't notice a problem.
Headed north into the storm as it turned out, some rain but nothing we couldn't deal with. Stopped for the night in Myrtle Beach it was getting dark and stormy, ended up sixth floor room on the beach for under 80 bucks. Diner in a nearby pub was excellent.
Monday, May 7, 2007
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Day 11
Headed north with a plan to get out of Flordia before stopping for the day. Drove the interstate for awhile then off onto side roads. Drove through Coco Beach the place the astronauts used to go to drink and where they hid their girlfriends from their wifes.
Then onto the Kennedy Space Center where we wanted to get a group picture. First person said I gotta pee, next one cut off three of use, finally got a good picture juist prior to getting kicked out by the security guard.
Just south of Savannah, GA turned out to be it for the day, good weather nice ride. One grouchy security guard.
Then onto the Kennedy Space Center where we wanted to get a group picture. First person said I gotta pee, next one cut off three of use, finally got a good picture juist prior to getting kicked out by the security guard.
Just south of Savannah, GA turned out to be it for the day, good weather nice ride. One grouchy security guard.
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
DAY 10
I've decided I could live in Key West, sun, water, music, art, and a very laid back life style, if weren't for all the damn tourists!
We still had to pack up and leave heading north from Highway 1 Milepost 0, yeh we got a picture. It's about 140 miles out of the Keys back to the mainland. South of Miami we hit the Harley dealer to tighten up a bolt on JB's bike, still riding up Highway 1. Then jumped on the interstate to get through Miami, think speeds of 80+ by idiots on cell phones while changing lanes. Didn't see H or the rest of the CSI Miami gang, must of been at work.
Stopped for the day about 125 miles south of Daytona, it will be our first destination tomorrow.
We still had to pack up and leave heading north from Highway 1 Milepost 0, yeh we got a picture. It's about 140 miles out of the Keys back to the mainland. South of Miami we hit the Harley dealer to tighten up a bolt on JB's bike, still riding up Highway 1. Then jumped on the interstate to get through Miami, think speeds of 80+ by idiots on cell phones while changing lanes. Didn't see H or the rest of the CSI Miami gang, must of been at work.
Stopped for the day about 125 miles south of Daytona, it will be our first destination tomorrow.
DAY 9
A planned day off, we stayed another day in Key West, everyone was ready for a down day. We all went down to Duval for lunch and the mandatory shopping for the wife and kids. Krys your refrigerator magnet is safely packed away.
Every bar and club had live music even on a Monday afternoon, good stuff to. We had lunch at Sloppy Joe's Bar, this was named by Ernest Hemingway and owned by a friend of his, Hemingway wrote and drank right where we had lunch.
During the afternoon everyone went back to the room except Jan and I. We were already riding around in shorts anyway so we stopped at the beach and did some swimming. This turned into parasailing over the Atlantic with four college coeds from University of Miami. Since Jan and I could be there fathers it sounds more exciting than it is, but the parasailing was fun.
JB caught up late afternoon and we again hit Duval street driving up and down, and going to Hogs Breath Saloon for dinner, I got accused of eating flipper but I think it was a much younger dolphin since it was very tender.
Every bar and club had live music even on a Monday afternoon, good stuff to. We had lunch at Sloppy Joe's Bar, this was named by Ernest Hemingway and owned by a friend of his, Hemingway wrote and drank right where we had lunch.
During the afternoon everyone went back to the room except Jan and I. We were already riding around in shorts anyway so we stopped at the beach and did some swimming. This turned into parasailing over the Atlantic with four college coeds from University of Miami. Since Jan and I could be there fathers it sounds more exciting than it is, but the parasailing was fun.
JB caught up late afternoon and we again hit Duval street driving up and down, and going to Hogs Breath Saloon for dinner, I got accused of eating flipper but I think it was a much younger dolphin since it was very tender.
DAY 8
Steve jumped on his Harley and road the coastline about forty miles south, area reminded me of La Jolla except it went on forever. Stopped for breakfast said goodbye to Steve and see ya tomorrow to JB. Headed south into the Everglades and Alligator Alley.
The wimp way is the interstate with heavy duty fencing a raised road and 70mph speed limit. We went the man way across the reservation, two lanes no fence and gators in the ponds on the sides. Had to put the Hondas in the middle of the group, everyone knows gators ain't afraid of Hondas. Stopped at a rest area and took photos of half a dozen lazy gators. Asked Bruce to poke one for an action shot but Bruce isn't very agreeable sometimes to suggestions.
Out of the 'glades headed south on Highway 1 for the Keys arriving a Key West at a decent hour and getting checked in we headed to Duval Street. All you Buffet fans will recognize that street, we quickly found out that the southern section is gay and the northern end is straight.
Had dinner at the original Margaritaville walked around a bit and called it day.
The wimp way is the interstate with heavy duty fencing a raised road and 70mph speed limit. We went the man way across the reservation, two lanes no fence and gators in the ponds on the sides. Had to put the Hondas in the middle of the group, everyone knows gators ain't afraid of Hondas. Stopped at a rest area and took photos of half a dozen lazy gators. Asked Bruce to poke one for an action shot but Bruce isn't very agreeable sometimes to suggestions.
Out of the 'glades headed south on Highway 1 for the Keys arriving a Key West at a decent hour and getting checked in we headed to Duval Street. All you Buffet fans will recognize that street, we quickly found out that the southern section is gay and the northern end is straight.
Had dinner at the original Margaritaville walked around a bit and called it day.
DAY 7
Another morning of great coastline, the sand here is brilliant white completely different than California. Made a stop to get something to drink and Jan's bike had to be push started by JB and I, seems the two heart patients were the only ones healthy enough to push. We then made a highway blast to Fort Myers FL to the HD dealer where we met JB's EBL. The dealer had drive up service and Jan got his charging system fixed while JB, Jim, and I all got our oil changed.
The EBL, Steve showed up and lead us to his house and asked if we wanted to take his boat, twin engine 28 footer, to dinner. Great ride in the boat to a very nice extended dinner with very interesting company, no not me, Steve. Former Army chopper pilot, Air Guard fighter pilot, commercial jet pilot retiring last year from American Airlines.
Back to the house hit the hot tub on the back patio overlooking the water, Steve had us all stay at his place while he went to a friends.
Great guy, JB said he was going to stay an extra day with Steve.
FYI; EBL=ex-brother-in-law
The EBL, Steve showed up and lead us to his house and asked if we wanted to take his boat, twin engine 28 footer, to dinner. Great ride in the boat to a very nice extended dinner with very interesting company, no not me, Steve. Former Army chopper pilot, Air Guard fighter pilot, commercial jet pilot retiring last year from American Airlines.
Back to the house hit the hot tub on the back patio overlooking the water, Steve had us all stay at his place while he went to a friends.
Great guy, JB said he was going to stay an extra day with Steve.
FYI; EBL=ex-brother-in-law
DAY 6
Drove along the coast line almost all day. Small towns white sand with turquoise water on our right with beautiful homes on the left for the first half of the day. The afternoon we drove through some more depressed areas that hadn't quite recovered from hurricane charlie several years ago. We also got to see a new use for single wides. You mount them on top of ten foot high old telephone poles and call them tidal surge safe beach houses. A relaxing day beautiful scenery light traffic.
Called it a day in a town down the coast a bit called New Port Richey where we had a nice meal and caught up laundry since everyone was overdue.
Called it a day in a town down the coast a bit called New Port Richey where we had a nice meal and caught up laundry since everyone was overdue.
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