David Johnson's Travel Blog
Bicycle Trip 1999
Okefenokee 2002
Anza-Borrego 2003
Texas 2003
Road Trip West 2003
Sequoia National Park 2004
Hiking Florida 2005
08/20  Let's hike Florida!
08/24  Welcome to the Conch Republic!
08/24  Goodbye, Key West
08/25  Live and learn
08/26  Wade to breakfast
08/26  The dogs are barking.
08/27  Ba-HE-ah
08/28  Stealth Camping II
08/29  Who let the hogs out?
08/30  Walk a hundred miles in my shoes
08/31  Goodbye, Keys
09/02  I AM the minority
09/03  Easy come, easy go
09/04  So what is an aquacate?
09/05  Almost there
09/06  Wisdom or Cowardice?
09/07  The smell that protects
09/08  The Florida Trail!
09/10  Radio Resurrection
09/10  To the Horizon and Beyond!
09/11  Day on the Dikes
09/12  Hat Number Three
09/13  Just another day.
09/14  The Everglades
09/14  Good day for critters
09/15  Camping With Cows
09/16  The sounds of airboats in the night.
09/17  The grass really IS greener on the other side.
09/18  Some Math
09/19  Four days until Christmas!
09/20  Hard day, mentally.
09/21  Plan B
Nomadic 2005
Bicycle Trip 2009
Bicycle Trip 2010
Nomadic 2010
Little Bicycle Trip 2011
Wisconsin Bicycle Trip 2011
Bicycle Trip 2011
Nomadic 2011
Kayak Trip 2012
Nomadic 2012
Liverworks Productions
Nomadic 2013
Liverworks Productions
Texas Pig Hunting
Bicycle Trip 2014
Bicycle Trip 2015
Biking West 2015
Chickens and Pheasants 2016
Biking About 2016
New Zealand 2016
Kayak Trip 2017

Almost there


Loop Road (about a mile from East end)I saw a sign last night that read "Key West 142 miles." That puts me well over 150 miles. The sad thing is that those miles don't hardly compare to the miles that are left.

I camped most uncomfortably last night on some FCC-owned land (25.76 N, 81.0346 W). Yep, trespassing again. The Tamiami Trail is long, narrow and almost completely void of decent campsites. I can't wait until I can camp legitimately.

Lately, I've had a number of people pull up alongside me. Some ask if I need a ride. One family mustered all their English to ask if "you like a beer?" A local who gave me a peach told me to be mindful of the panthers, because they had killed two people this year.

"Two people around here?!" I asked with some concern.

"No, nationwide. Panthers here are mangy."

I passed the Flight 992 Memorial, but did not want to walk far enough out of my way to appreciate it.

The Tamiami Trail crosses the Miccosukee Reservation. At the restaurant, I ordered a Miccosukee Indian Burger, which I'm sure is only ordered by non-Indians so the Indians can snicker as you try to eat the unwieldy meal.

Critters: Birds of all makes, otters, frogs, lizards galore, tons of vultures. Saw snakes last night while entering and exiting camp (both at night). I've seen just as many, if not more, dead alligators as live ones. There are these grasshoppers here (or maybe they're crickets) as big as your thumb.

I AM now camped a dozen yards from Loop Road along a stretch dominated by middle-upper class and AM surrounded by several very noisy owls. Finding dry land is hard here. In fact, my hammock is partially hanging over muck.

Tomorrow, I should finally arrive at the Florida Trail.

the Tamiami Canal

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