JeffThis place looks cool.
RV spots are kinda hard to find in the Keys.
With each step I take during my early morning power walk, the full moon shines bright above me.
The South Florida air is thick and heavy even at this early hour.
The sweet scent of night jasmine and white stopper plants fills my senses, as if a group of hippies are camped out nearby, smoking pot.
Striding through the peaceful streets, my mind clears & my energy rises.
It's a great way to start the day, and I'm ready to tackle anything that comes my way.
Folks it's a glorious day in Florida. The tide is coming in and I am heading to the beach.
Cause I got a school boy heart
A novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs
And a license to fly
I got a bartender ear
And a beachcomber style
Piratical nerve
And a vaudevillian style
Mmmmmm. Hobo's in Key Largo (MM 106). Hands down the best cracked conch and fish sandwhiches in the upper keys.
My favorite times is just before dawn on the boat. It's quiet, just sounds of family sleeping and a snoring dog.
I creep into the galley, make some coffee... just a hint of sugar and the perfect splash of milk.
Then I head to the flybridge and sit waiting for the sunrise, sipping coffee, listening to a pod of dolphins somewhere in the bay surface for a breath. It's still, the water is glass.
For a fleeting moment it's just me and the dawn.
Excuse me 👋 .... Point of information here
On April 23, 1982 Key West's Mayor Wardlow read a Declaration of Secession from the USA , and christened the Florida Keys the Conch Republic. He declared war on the United States and attacked an American Naval Officer with a piece of stale Cuban bread.
Moments later he surrendered and applied for billions in foreign aid.
