It's about time.

Many of you that can relate to this. Working long hours at your career. Raising your families. Buying a home and paying all the bills related to being homeowners and parents. We're now retired and don't need all that work and expense. Now "It's about time" to follow our dreams.

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Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Windy Bike Ride.

Our Location today is Sugar Loaf Key, Florida, USA.

 Our bodies are starting to become more accustomed to Daylight Saving Time as we are again beginning to wake up closer to what we did before the time change. We managed to get not only our morning blog reading completed but we also got a few other things straightened around the trailer this morning. Kathy made us toasted bacon and tomato sandwiches so we could have an early lunch. I was outside getting our Tandem Bike ready for a ride while she was doing that. 

Having made sure that we wouldn’t get caught in any rainstorms by checking the weather reports online I failed to notice something else just as important the Wind. As we left the park the wind was at our backs but as soon as we turned on to the bike path next to the highway the wind was hitting us in the face. When I asked Kathy she said to press on and as long as the wind stayed in the same direction it would be at our backs on our return trip.
We followed along the same bike path as Friday and headed towards Cudjoe Key. Crossing the road the trees and shrubs helped to block some of the wind that we experienced on the open expanse of the bridge. Before long we were once again crossing the highway shortly after passing the Square Grouper Bar and Grill. 
We rode the back roads looking at the way the sub-divisions were established in the area. As it turned out for every road or street there was a canal that paralleled it. So not only were these homeowners but they were also boat owners as well. We travelled most of these back roads not feeling the intensity of the wind as we pedaled along because the buildings were doing their share of blocking the breeze. 

Soon as we were traveling to exit the area we were pedaling past a resort called Venture Out. It seemed to be a mixture of RVs, Park models and permanent structures and it is set up as a gated community. We continued back to the bicycle path by the highway and again rode until we reached the Kemp Channel. Since the path ends at this bridge we used it as a rest point and turn around. The ride back to the trailer was definitely easier and quicker because the wind was then at our backs. We road approximately 10 miles today. 

Instead of going straight to our trailer we cycled past the newly arriving RVs and went to sit at the camp beach for a while. The breeze under the palm trees felt refreshing and we spent time watching fishermen in their boats and swimmers at the beach fighting the current caused by the twenty-five MPH winds. 
This Picture is for Ari.
Back at the trailer I set about flushing the black tanks that I didn’t do Sunday because of our broken sewer drain. On the roadside of the trailer I was in the shade and feeling quite comfortable while doing the tanks. On the curbside of the trailer while I was adjusting a few things I could feel the sun baking my skin. 

For supper I grilled some sausages on the Weber to go with the tasty salad Kathy had made up. She also made a wonderful Strawberry and Yogurt dessert. Sitting at the computer I looked at the Weather Network where it showed our temperature today only hit 82 F (28 C) but it felt like 100 F (38 C). Kathy spent the afternoon making plans for an outing tomorrow. Thanks for following along and feel free to leave a comment. Be Safe and Enjoy!

It’s about time.


Someone stole my wife's credit cards, but I won't be reporting it.

The thief spends less than my wife did.


  1. Ooooh ooooh those strawberries look GREAT!

    KarenInTheWoods and Steveio
    (Blog) RVing: The USA Is Our Big Backyard

  2. We were probably out when you came by Venture Out, but that's where we live. You had a nice long ride, didn't you?