I’m the type who wants to tour hard in the morning seeing all I can, then take it down a notch in the afternoon.
I'm exactly the same. Except I tour hard in the morning then tour hard in the afternoon and then... tour hard into the night.
Followed by crashing from sheer exhaustion in between that day and the next.
breakfast patio by day; bar by Happy Hour.
Convenient.
a bit nippy for my bikini top
Freudian slip enters mind.....
(you know, the one I’d never be caught dead in),
Then why do you have one??
We both were really struggling not to burst out laughing and had to wonder if he might be sporting a Speedo underneath.
And... no one wants to see that!
Looks tasty! What's the cream cheese for? Surely you don't eat that by itself?
(Wrong. Nothing beats a wonderfully prepared cup of coffee.)
Everything beats a cup of coffee.
(yes, I still had my camera),
We headed south-ish on A1A (if you are directionally-challenged, this is your paradise!)
Because.... it's the only road?
This stuff was everywhere:
Good?
As were these little beauties:
mmmm... pie. Key Lime pie.......
Fully supplied, we again headed south-ish, and in exactly 7.0 miles we pulled off the highway, but not without getting royally flipped an altogether kind of bird. Those folks can MOVE on A1A, and if you happened to not be paying attention or have a bad combination of sucky driving AND sucky nag-ivation, you are doomed to this sort of stressful fate. I can neither confirm nor deny he was given a “friendly wave” in return.
So what did you guys do to deserve the salute in the first place?
If you are looking for macramé plant holders bejeweled with imported shells from China, toilet seats with epoxied crabs and seaweed, yard art sculptures made from flotsam, or smoked fish dip, this is definitely the place for you!
I'll pass on everything except that last item... depending on your review of it.
Then again, it’s also the place everyone goes to rent a boat, charter a fishing trip, or feed the tarpon.
Well, okay then. That's different.
we rented a kayak for half a day and stayed in the sheltered shallows.
Not a bad outing! I'd love to do that.
I tried to convince Ruby to do that
on one of our last trips, but she declined.
She's more of a sit and watch than paddle kinda girl.
It was also a bonus that they said they'd send out SAR if we weren’t back by dark.
bonus? Or ominous?
After we politely asked the bird to get off by poking it with our paddles,
(For the birders, my best sleuthing skills nail this as a Yellow-Crowned Night Heron.)
Of course it is! What else could it possibly be?????
It’d been 26 years since we’d paddled- and that time we almost drowned our toddler.
Oops!
Beautiful shot, Liesa!
The best of the lot!
Bravo!
1970's avocado shag carpet in the home you grew up in.
We had it in my sister's room. Except it was purple.
Huh! Cool!
(I’ll bet that little bit up there about “being back by dark” is niggling at the back of your minds, huh?)
I mean, it’s not very often that you can hobnob with SHARKS!!!
Cool!
Never seen them like that.
Yes, swam with them both in and out of cages, but... both times it was kind of...
Well, an aquarium isn't exactly "wild" and the cage one they were acclimated to being there.
We *think* these were Nurse Sharks. If you have a better guess, by all means, throw it in.
Hard to say for sure with the distortion, but that
does look like that's what they are.
We looked in vain for alligators.
In that area? Do they venture into salt water?
Another beautiful shot.
I even did it without getting arrested.
Here under the mangrove tunnel we stopped for a bite to eat.
Nice!
convenient too for using as fish bait when we were done
Um...
HAHA! Just kidding, the sharks swimming around beneath us were large enough, thanks.
... there it is.
It was not quiet. The birds and other critters in and amongst the mangroves were singing a muted cacophony making us aware that we were not alone. But not all the wildlife was of the noisy kind. If you looked closely enough, you could spot the silent types as well.
You paint a beautiful picture, Liesa.
Meet Pinky McStingy Pants- Diva of the Keys. If any creature were to have an RBF, she’d be it.
Oh, brother!
But nice photos!
We paddled over closer hoping to see one, but sadly never did.
Drats.
I deemed it totally worth the time and effort and our little half day of kayaking was one of my favorite memories from the days there.
I bet! Totally envious of you!
Another terrific capture!
You were on your game that day!
I learned later, that they are called Remora and clean the tarpon of debris and junk.
