|Looking north along the Atlantic Ocean. Notice the hotels? Nope.|
Last Sunday it was 62 degrees when I got going. There was a cool breeze and the sky was crystal clear. It even sounded different, like it does when the weather first changes temperature.
I drove to meet my friend Walt who cooked both of us a delicious breakfast with lots of hot coffee. Then we headed east to New Smyrna Beach where we raised a drink to the surf before driving south to Canaveral National Seashore. Walt had just turned 62 this year and got us into the park for free with his new pass. We drove in free and cruised along the coastal dune to the turnaround at the end of 6 paved miles.
|And looking south, no hotels here either!|
|The State House|
|An explosion of plant life above with Resurrection Ferns in the Live Oaks|
|The view from the rocking chairs.|
|Coral Honeysuckle, a Florida variety. It doesn't smell as strong as northern varieties.|
|Intracoastal Waterway looking north from JB's|