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 talk a lot


For the last five or so years my cellphone plan has been at 300 minutes. Upon changing to AT&T I was forced up to 450 minutes. I checked my minutes Sunday to see how I was doing. 1500 minutes used so far this period! Dang. Fortunately AT&T was kind enough to backdate my new unlimited plan to the beginning of the month. I spend way too much time talking to customers.

So I spent half of my day biking along the coast. Now of course the ocean is rarely visible because of the palmettos, dunes and houses, but mostly the houses. Leaving Jacksonville Beach, the beach houses were very residential, but nonetheless well maintained. The farther south I traveled along A1A, the more immaculate the houses became, and then opulent, and then the houses could no longer be seen directly from the road which tells me they were downright embarrassing.

I met a lot of other cyclists along this route, all local. Most waved. One guy sat up and clapped enthusiastically at me. Another had a surfboard mounted to his bike frame.

I passed through St Augustine. This town is very "historic." Everywhere you look there are historic buildings or other historic landmarks or historic forts. But the place was packed with tourists. For a minute I fell in behind a tour-trolley. I kick myself for not following it, because I could have easily kept up and the speakers were plenty loud enough to educate me.

Outside of St Augustine I found a Target and decided to see if maps could possibly be sold there. Upon entering an associate asked if they could help me. I asked where the maps were, to which he answered, "where you goin'?"

"All around Florida, so I'm looking for a good map."

"We don't sell maps," he informed me. I was slightly incredulous. "But if you just tell me where you goin' I'll tell you."

I held up my hands to show him my bicycle gloves I was still wearing. "I am biking, and so I'm looking for a good map with back roads on it."

"Where you goin'?"

We went several rounds like this with him giving me various directions to interstate 95 or back to A1A. Eventually I thanked him for his "help" and found another associate who told me where the maps were. They sold the big state atlas, which is what I was looking for.

Also today I saw one of those church signs that normally have those witty one-liners. This one read, "if the going is getting easier you're not climbing." I don't know why exactly, but that bugged me greatly--enough to post this. First of all, aside from the bridges how the frig are you supposed to climb in Florida? of course, that interpretation is probably too literal. Second, I like to think that if the going is getting easier it is because I am getting stronger. By the way, have you ever seen one of those signs that simply read, "good job"? I haven't.

I ended my day just north of Ocala National Forest. Soon after setting up camp I heard a tree fall. That was a bit disconcerting. Why would a tree just suddenly fall over?

a beach house

big hill in Florida

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