I flew into Miami last Sunday, planning on doing some recon work for future winter bike trips with the guys. Leaving the big city on my rented Road King, the girlfriend and I putted through the Florida Turnpike and the Everglades on our way to the Southernmost point in the U.S.; Key
West.
The pictures explain what words can't. The ocean was blue, the wind was warm and moist. Everywhere you stopped was a cold beer and fresh Mahi-Mahi, Tuna, Snapper, Oysters, and Lobster pulled fresh from the sea minutes before.
The ride was a split between road and bridge. You see, the keys are a string of tropical islands that go on for about 100 miles that are linked together with bridges; some short, the longest being 7 miles. The temps were in the upper 70's
and lower 80's. I can't imagine a better Winter trip for us boys (and maybe the girls) next year.
West.The pictures explain what words can't. The ocean was blue, the wind was warm and moist. Everywhere you stopped was a cold beer and fresh Mahi-Mahi, Tuna, Snapper, Oysters, and Lobster pulled fresh from the sea minutes before.
The ride was a split between road and bridge. You see, the keys are a string of tropical islands that go on for about 100 miles that are linked together with bridges; some short, the longest being 7 miles. The temps were in the upper 70's
and lower 80's. I can't imagine a better Winter trip for us boys (and maybe the girls) next year.
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