Day 11: The Great Escape to Fort Lauderdale I started the day leaving Lantana, aiming for Boca Raton, trying to beat the rain from Tropical Storm Helene. The plan was simple: make it to Boca, grab a hotel before 2 PM, and let the storm pass while I enjoyed some comfort. Easy, right? Well…Knowing the …
Day 10 – Another Day on A1A and US1: Riding Through Resilience Sorry for the delay in the Post: Today’s ride took me along the inland side of the intercoastal, with a mix of good and not-so-great bike lanes. About three-quarters of the roads were cyclist-friendly, but the other quarter had their challenges—cracks in the …
Day 9 – Half Way There I try not to focus too much on the daily distance or the miles I’ve yet to ride because that can set me up for a negative mindset—thinking of how far I still have to go. And each day is a milestone for me, not how many miles but …
Today was a solid “pedal to the metal” day—well, as metal as you can get on a trike. I had a tentative stop zone, which is just code for “I’ll stop when my legs threaten to quit.” Note to self: maybe make those stop zones more, you know, real. The day kicked off like Day …
I finally managed an earlier start at 8:30 a.m.—not much, but a step in the right direction. That victory lasted a whole 15 minutes before I heard a noise coming from the back. It sounded like something was rubbing against the tire, so I pulled over immediately. Sure enough, one of the support bars for …
Day 5 – “Ever lose your wallet?”So, the day started like any other epic journey—I was up at the crack of dawn, 6 A.M., fueled by optimism and scrambled eggs. I ate, packed, and was ready to conquer the world, or at least the first few miles of it. After checking out of the hotel …
No, you didn’t miss Day 3—it’s coming, just fashionably late! Think of it as a plot twist or maybe a cliffhanger. Day 4 started with a heartwarming breakfast with my son and grandson. It was their last day in Florida, and as they headed home, my son helped me lighten the bike by a glorious …
Excitement? Still strong, and why not? It’s only day 2! Some things stay the same: the hour-long setup routine—bags on, lights on, radar on—but this time, no Nemo. Yeah, he went rogue, so it’s just me and the trail today. The rain took a break overnight, leaving behind clouds as I set off, aiming southward. …
As I started pedaling, my first mission was making sure everything stayed strapped down—because, you know, nothing says “successful journey” like a sleeping bag taking flight at mile three. Once I confirmed that my gear wasn’t going rogue, I had a quick moment of reflection. Four years ago, two strokes. Two years ago, triple bypass. …
Heading to Jacksonville, Fl. The time for the next journey is almost here!! We packed the bike and gear last night, left North Carolina, and now we’ve arrived in beautiful St. Marys, GA! 🌊 This charming town, the gateway to Cumberland Island, sits right on the St. Marys River at the GA/FL border. It’s …
