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
Nomadic 2005
Bicycle Trip 2009
02/08  Sumpter National Forest
02/09  Newberry, South Carolina, Sir
02/10  Brute force; then optimize
02/11  Ninety Six
02/12  Aiken, SC
02/13  Through Columbia, South Carolina
02/14  It's not so much the cold but the gosh dern humidity
02/15  Whooeee yaa ha ha ha ha c'mon gul
02/16  Isle of Palms
02/16  Whooeee yaa ha ha ha ha c'mon gul
02/17  Another day at the office
02/17  Isle of Palms
02/18  Another day at the office
02/18  Gear, part 1
02/20  Cold day colder night
02/21  Truly in "The South"
02/22  Rain, wind and hills
02/23  Gear, part 2
02/25  I lost my pants
02/27  Eighty-mile week
02/28  Montezuma
03/01  Snow day
03/02  Calico cats and pumpkins
03/03  Ashburn
03/04  Mosquitoes!
03/05  So what's up with those shoes?
03/06  Would you like rotten bacon with that?
03/07  Claim your lane
03/09  I talk a lot
03/10  Ocala National Forest
03/13  Trespassing Again
03/14  Burned
03/16  urban jungle
03/17  Withdrawal
03/19  Ping, clack, tink be gone
03/20  Everglades National Park
03/21  I walked this?
03/22  "Just like a plane."
03/23  Technical difficulties
03/26  Nothing is simple
03/27  Oranges for miles and miles
03/28  First Century
03/29  Withlacoochee I barely knew you
03/30  Cedar Key
03/31  Feral Cat Capitol
04/04  Cramping my style
04/08  Still in Cedar Key
04/10  Going again
04/11  Stop poking me
04/12  Back roads rule
04/15  What time is it?
04/16  Another day in AlaBAMa
04/17  All you guys look the same to me
04/18  (pictures)
04/19  Feedback
04/22  Wanna see our shrimp?
04/23  What goes down must go up
04/24  One of these customers is not like the others
04/25  Have a safe ride
04/26  Broad shoulders
04/29  Observe that the tower is closed
05/02  Rain rain don't bother going away now
05/03  Water water everywhere and I'm not even thirsty
05/04  Training
05/05  Life aboard the Texas Eagle
05/06  But it's a dry heat
05/14  The end is nigh
05/15  Six mile walk
05/16  Home on the farm
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



I'm back in the flat lands. There is a lot of standing water thanks to this weekend's storms. While biking along I considered that if it were warmer in a few weeks that water would spawn swarms of man-eating mosquitoes. Boy was I wrong. I am being swarmed by them now. Normally I would retreat to the shelter of my netted hammock, but a hammock is worse than useless when the temperature falls below forty, which it is supposed to do tonight. So in an odd turn of events I find myself wishing it would get colder sooner.

Which is the exact opposite of my attitude this morning. It seemed like I could never get out from under the clouds into the warm sun.

The sun finally did find me, though, prompting me to purchase and apply some SPF 50. No more sunburned nose for me. Sadly it has been too cold for me to sunburn any other part of my anatomy.

I found a useful piece of road swag today. Somebody lost a Nike backpack. It is barely a sack with strings, but it is light and takes up no space and is exactly what I was trying to find to bring with me. It's probably a girl's bag, but oh well. With my freak bicycle clothes and my freak vibram hiking shoes it should fit right in.

At one point I spied a dog sleeping belly up and whistled at it for fun. Bad idea. Immediately three big mutts were giving chase. Let sleeping dogs lie.

Something interesting about Georgia: Every road (that I've been on at least) has mile markers. This would actually be cool and helpful if they weren't so random. For instance at one point I was passing eight, nine and ten in what seemed like reasonable times. A few miles later I passed eleven. Shortly after that I passed three. All on the same road. And that was not an anomaly.

So I find myself camping in a tree farm (no shortage of those) dotted with palmettos and inhabited by lots of mosquitoes. Where there aren't pines there are oaks draped with spanish moss. There is plenty of green, but it seems to be from plants that don't lose their leaves (which I suspect have a cool scientific name that I can't find right now). Tomorrow I will make my way through Homerville and on south.

making camp

go away clouds

Alapaha River

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