We finally got a little break in the weather this Saturday. The winds really died down, and the sun even came out for most of the day.
It was still a little too cool to paddle in the morning, but it was perfect bike weather. So, we decided to go for a log ride, and I actually covered more miles on the bike, than I have in a long time…and Sparky did more miles than he’s ever done in his basket.
Our first stop was at our old marina, to grab a snack for the ride. Of course, someone wanted to get out on the docks to look for iguanas.
A bigger catamaran is in our old spot now. I wonder how he even fits in there. The water is so shallow, that I actually had to pull up one of my rudders, when we were tied up here. And he has a neighbor who apparently has real money. This yacht kind of looks out of place in the Keys.
Then we passed the old Key Lime Pie building. Last time I pedaled past here was when we first moved back down, and a car pulled over to ask me how their pie was. I don’t know? My old dock neighbor used to have a wood shop in this building. They haven’t had pie for years, though.
That snack really didn’t hold me over, since we got kind of a late start. I was really getting hungry, so it was time for lunch. We stopped for a few slices at Boardwalk Pizza, the best pizza in the Upper Keys. Sparky got a few pieces of crust too.
I’ve been dying for pizza, and we haven’t been here in over a year, since moving back down. It’s a pretty far ride, but it turns out they’ll deliver as far as mile marker 82, right where we’re anchored. Now I find out!
Art Under the Oaks is a big yearly art fair, at one of the churches in Tavernier. The last and only time I went, was when we first moved down here. So we did a quick lap around, before starting to head back home.
Paddle The Keys, one of the biggest shops down here, now has rentals at Marker 88 (restaurant). They must have moved in pretty recently, or it’s just been that long since I’ve been up this way.
The Rain Barrel (AKA: the giant lobster) has a bunch of small shops with local artists.
Right next to Harbor Lights Motel, we saw another Gemini, on the side of the road. He was spider webbed next to the mangroves. Both rudders were pulled up, and the water was so shallow, that he was barely floating.
Even at high tide, I don’t know how he got in there. There is a channel near by, but the water near shore, in this area is very shallow.